6Mar2011 By Joybelle | Permalink | Report Like0 Support me - Follow my blogs
Today is my 21st day without a puff 3 weeks. Valentines day was my restart date.
December the 1st was my last start date, that was 96 days ago in all that time I smoked for 26 days. (Shit) I consider that was lying to myself big time.
Right who do I blame, I am on my second marrage and so often baggage comes with that. I didn't take to kindly at my family being critised by hubby.
He stormed off with his mates for a planned fishing trip for the weekend, I was left at home alone shaking with fury.
Yeap you guessed it,I not only fell of the quit bus it dragged me for miles,left me in tatters.
I started to sneeky smoke again when hubby not around(which I really hate) but I wouln't give him the chance to say "you got no will power"
I felt that first pkt of backy was sweet calmed the nerves a bit, but as the days went on it became bitter sweet (if that makes sense) was only smoking a bit then stubbed it out.
All that money in the ash tray, how dumb is that.
I would get puffed out on my long walks.
I was feeling very depressed, like back to square one. All because of bloody domestics how pathetic is that. Was it all worth it HELL NOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Anyway alls good on the home front, I am so much more focused this time around.I'm ganna get there.
Good luck to all the new quiters theres so many.
And to the oldies you guys give such great support.