This morning on my bus ride, I saw that woman again smoking with her young daughter right next to her. Sadness overwhelmed me again. And then guilt. I felt guilty for the times I exposed my children to second hand smoke. I felt guilty that I wasted money that we could have used for them. I felt an overwhelming intense feeling of guilt and then sadness and then I took a big deep breath in and let it out. Later I texted my daughter as she lives in Hawaii it is my main method of communication. I apologized to her and told her that I have been feeling guilty and that I needed to apologize. Then when I came home, I did the same to my son. They both are so supportive and accepted the apologies and added a thankful reply that I have finally done what they wanted for so long and that they are so proud of me and so happy I will be around to see their children. Amen to that!
I feel like the grieving process is definately happening for me and I am taking it a day at a time and letting what is, be what is. I felt so much relief that I apologized to my children. It doesn't change what has happened but I needed to apologize for me too... it is part of my process of healing from my addiction. It is a step in discovering the person I was meant to be. I am still emotional every other day, and some days I still feel like such a mess but I am standing strong in my quit. I will not smoke!