It really sucks that my wife doesn't understand this addiction. She's constantly telling me how bad of a person I am because I smoke. I want to quit. I really do. But the more she badgers me about it and the more she yells at me for everything, the more I want to just go outside and smoke. She's always telling me that it's not her fault that I smoke. I understand that no one is putting a gun to my head to smoke, but why can't she see that I want to smoke more when she treats me and talks to me the way she does.
I'm suppose to be the spiritual leader of my family but she won't relinquish the control she has. This all seems like a lost cause.