So today, I woke-up ate oatmeal with strawberries and bananas and went to work. The breakfast was a good move because I felt content. Usually I have a cigarette to wake me up, but today I just fought through the tired. People made some comments like "Wow, you need coffee" so I got some. I looked tired, but I didn't let that or what people said get to me and force me to give into a cigarette. I didn't crave anything the entire time. Then I came home, finding my parents frantically making their way out the house, yelling, being their usual unhealthy selves. It got to me and I got really stressed. I said "you should be treating me well today, i'm quitting". They called me selfish, and it kind of was, but I wish they could deal with stress in a healthier way so that I don't feel like I'll die every time their in a semi-difficult situation. Now, they left and I'm alone. Thank you God. It's 2:51 and I fought through several cravings since they set off my number one trigger, stress. I didn't give in. I have the patch, I'll put it on if it continues to get worse. But i'd much rather do it cold turkey. This is the lucky try, i can tell. I'm going to keep myself busy by typing, cleaning, working out, drawing, snacking on vegatables, ANYTHING but that disgusting habit.
