My Personal Independence Day
Four years ago today I quit smoking. I had been smoking since I was 13 years old, longer if you consider the fact that my mother smoked throughout her pregnancy with me and throughout my childhood.
It was the single most difficult thing I ever did. I think this is because it require(s) constant vigilance, no slip ups, not even a puff. For me there are absolutely no cigarettes or all the cigarettes in the world. I can't do this a little bit. It took me three years to be convinced that I had actually mastered it, that I was going to stay quit. That was last year.
This year, for one day only, I'm patting myself on the back. Yay me!
9 Comments:
Congrats!!!!!!!!
That's awesome. Yay you! :)
Yes, yes, yes..all very noble, I'm sure.
But what about MY residual guilt?
Conga rats on four years!
Wow! Congrats on 4 years! I've quit 3 different times for over a year each time - I admire you for being able to stick with it and make it permanent.
Yes, but what about my suffering while you were quitting? No one seems to have anything to say about that. Hmph.
I must say, these days you're a lot better about not choking the life out of me when I light up within six miles of you.
Well done, uhm...whatever I'm supposed to call you here.
Well, Mr. Landru, you know while I did have dinner in the non-smoking section for a while that was temporary. And I adore the smell of smoke.
Choke you? Never. You Are My Sunshine :)
And the rest of you nice people? Thank you.
Huge accomplishment. Congrats! I'm still struggling with it. Hopefully, the third time will stick. I envy you.
Yeah, yeah. Let's see you give up something hard, like OPI.
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