May Day

[VjeanPP1]

This was the month of my quit.  Still I have 19 days until it is officially a year.  I'm both excited and scared.  Already my monkey brain is saying I've made it, what's one cigarette going to do?  NOPE, NOPE, NOPE!!!!

And for some reason, I want a cigarette.  Perhaps it is a memory, but it feel like a bad craving, like I used to have.  And yet, the almost year has taught me, this urge will pass.  And I can wait, am stronger than it.  I am on my forever quit journey.  Nothing else matters now.  I have survived worse, have spend days fighting the urge.  This is a thought, perhaps a moment in time.  I just have to stay vigilant, won't  give in to that old, old calling. 

I LOVE my non-smoking self, will continue to listen to/for that new calling.  Just have to keep reminding myself...  The countdown is on...  I know I can do this...