and it's still tough emotionally speaking, one of my best friends who quit 10 days after me fell off the wagon this week and even though I don't live near her for it to affect me in person, I am scared that if she falls that it can be so easy to slip. Physically I don't want one, I don't crave one, but emotionally I still feel vulnerable. I still miss smoking as a crutch, but I am strong and most of the time I see people smoking and I think I'm so glad I don't do that anymore, but part me is envious. I don't know why I feel so insecure about this now I guess the idea that I can never have another cigarette still makes me sad, so I go to the gym and do an hour of cardio to exercise my heart, something I could not do as effectively if I were smoking and I work out hard instead of thinking about smoking.
After my last blog received some strong reactions, I tried to changed my quit date from March 6th to the 17th (my slip date when I had 3 cigarettes) but when I hit the reset my quit date it won't let me go past May... so it might say 133 days but it has really been 122 my bad...
