Today something clicked inside of me. I had just confirmed my appointment tomorrow with my lung doctor, we've been following scans of my lungs for three years now because of nodules that were discovered, and it happened. I nearly cried thinking how I've subjected myself to this hell of waiting and watching because of my addiction. I have three small children, 8, 6 & 17 mos, and I'm so scared of leaving them and missing one bit of their lives. Smoking is selfish, it's never just me. Even if I'm all alone in the woods lighting up a pack I can't claim that I'm not hurting anyone else because I am! My children, my husband, my family & friends all suffer when I smoke because I'm killing myself.
February 6th, that's my day to change...