It’s time to put Day 12 to bed.
This journey to freedom has not been easy. There are days when I feel fantastic and free, but most days I want to crawl out of my skin.
I want to run and hide.
I want to be anywhere but in my own reality.
I want to scream.
I want to vape.
I want coronavirus to end.
I want my normalcy back.
I want to vape.
I want my aging kitty to be ok.
I want to rush life to the end so that I have all the answers, NOW.
I want the little voice that tells me “just one vape” is ok to GO TO HELL.
I’ve prayed to make it this far and I should be proud, yet instead I feel lost. I feel bored. I feel lonely. I feel defeated.
I’ve hidden my vaping addiction for years from everyone I know and now I’m left to deal with withdrawals alone.
Good night DOF12, thank you for holding me tightly.