I am about to go outside and smoke my last cigarette. I'm anxious for it, and I'm also nervous about what I'm getting myself into. I know this is going to be extremely difficult, but I'm feeling positive for the most part right now. I need to remember this positivity tomorrow when it starts to get to me.
After I go smoke, I'm going to take a long, hot shower. I bought some sweet smelling lotion to use afterward, I'm hoping I begin to associate that scent with being smoke-free and not smelling like a stale ashtray.
I've loaded up on lollipops, gum, and hard candies also.
It's been an interesting journey, this relationship with cigarettes. We've had some good times, but those good times aren't enough to keep me coming back anymore. This relationship is holding me back from experiencing all the good that life has to offer. It's simply time for me to move on.
I am done. Wish me luck.