You can't think of time the same anymore. You must think in minutes and hours, not days and weeks. You are an addict, plain and simple. You either fight with everything you have or you crater to the almighty dig. It is one or the other. What do you want more? Freedom, health, and money...or...cancer, a slow painful death, and to be broke. You need to hold that head high honey. I know it is hard, this is only day three for me. haha It is horrible, but not the worst anyone could go through. Imagine how others have to detox, the shakes, vomiting, even death can happen. But think of how nice it is to be able to quit with out all of the staff and doctors, padded rooms for the actual shakes and mental cruises that happen during a detox. Imagine how difficult it would be to come out of that hospital clean and have to face reality again...knowing everyone around you knows where you have been and why.
We actually have it much easier than they do. Yes we are killing ourselves, yes we need to quit for so many good reasons. Yes we are surrounded with it. But our detox is a lot easier and we need to be thankful for that. Everytime you want a big think of them and rethink how hard it is to walk away from a cig. We have the control. I don't want to be harsh, but it is for our own good. haha
