Number of cigarettes I would have smoked between April 3 and today, had I not stopped smoking: 2,700
Money saved to date: $481.50
Observation: People who never smoked do not think it's a big deal that you quit. People who used to smoke, and quit themselves, have evidently forgotten how blessed hard it is to quit, and do not think it's a big deal that you quit. Active smokers are threatened that you quit and stay away from you. In short, don't expect any kudos. From anybody. Which kind of sucks.
I sometimes dream that I'm smoking. In my dreams I'm driving in the car, and I look down and there's a lit cigarette in my hand, and the ashtray is full of butts. And in my dream, I'm all, "Oh nooooo! When did I start smoking again? Whyyyyyyyyy?"
And that's all I'm gonna say about dreams. Sorry about that brief lapse into dream analysis.
So! One-quarter of a year, smoke-free. Dear jeezus, I hope it gets easier.
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- rockygrace
- I was born in 1962; you do the math. (See also: I'm too lazy to remember to update this thing regularly.) I bought my first house in the summer of 2009; I share it with four cats and with the memories of The Runt and Little Girl, who both passed away in 2011. Rocky, the cat for whom this blog was named, passed away in 2008; I miss them all. I wish I lived somewhere where the winters weren't eight months long; other than that, life is good.
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6 comments:
People with fathers who died of lung caner and still smoked in hospice say "KUDUOS!"
Thanks, queen!
People who smoked for a brief period twenty-five years ago and STILL WANT CIGARETTES when they get stressed out think you are doing a stunning thing.
Happy Independence Day.
Dude. SERIOUSLY. I hate self righteous non smokers (as you know, because you read my blog), but even worse, I hate self-righteous EX smokers. Maybe it's like childbirth and you forget how hard it is? Whatever. Either way, it's like screaming in the middle of the forest - no one can hear you and no one cares!
I for one salute you. You were a heavier smoker than me (I did maths!), and this shit is hard. You're doing awesome. We're both doing awesome. Hang in there.
signed - your fat, depressed, anxious, craving a smoke like nothing else fellow blogger.
Thanks, Bridgett and Inflammatory! Nice to know I'm not the only one.
I just wish I could go back and tell fifteen-year-old me, "DON'T LIGHT IT!!"
I suppose I'm one of those self-righteous non-smokers, but I do have sympathy for those who are trying to quit. It's an addiction, physical and emotional, so it's an uphill battle. I can't even stop biting my fingernails. So, I'm proud of you and I'm happy that you're succeeding. I can only imagine how difficult it is, and I'm glad that you are continuing to choose to do right by your body every single day.
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