Yesterday was a B E A R of a day. I have no idea what went on, but I just felt like the days all piled in and, because no one was home, I had my thoughts to keep me company. I didn't want to smoke. Just the thought of it was sickening, but I wanted to stop feeling like I was having an attack of the weirds. I don't know how else to put it. I just felt like I needed something and wasn't sure what it was. It had me so preoccupied that I had to call my daughter at work. She reassured me that I would be fine and that cigarettes have chemicals in them. I cried a little (LOT) and ate. I did some yoga even though it felt like my body was going to crack into a million pieces. I got through it, but GEEZ what the heck!
Today is a little better, but I was so tired I could of slept in all day. Can't believe this is day 12.....Strange.
WE CAN AND WILL DO THIS!
