So Day 5 has had a bit of a rough start. I slipped up last night, and then again this morning (it's really difficult living with someone who smokes). My fiance wants to quit smoking eventually, but he isn't ready right now, and I'm not about to force him to do something he isn't ready to do. It would be unfair of him to expect that of me, and it's unfair of me to expect that of him. He did, however, agree not to smoke in the car when we're together because driving is definitely my biggest trigger.
Spending time in the car is my purgatory of quitting smoking. No matter how I occupy my time, I still feel like there's a part of me missing. Just writing that line made me cringe. It makes me sick to think that cigarettes have become such a huge part of my life that their absence makes me feel like I've lost part of myself. Whatever, it's fine. Quitting isn't supposed to be easy, and I knew I would miss cigarettes. It'll get better one day at a time.
I also just want to take a minute to thank all of you for taking the time to read my posts, commenting with encouraging words, and giving me awesome advice. This website has been so great during this process because those in my life aren't very supportive, but you guys have really helped me hold it together. Thanks again you wonderful people!
