MrsCake, your package came, thankyou so, so much. That was so thoughtful, it genuinely brought damn tears to my eyes! Please know I truly appreciate it. Thankyou doesn't seem adequate, this means so much to me for a few reasons, but I'm not eloquent enough to think of any other words - just Thankyou


(And Lammily, thankyou still for yours, I'm about a third of the way through that book now!)
I've only smoked 3 so far today! I went out on the 9am smoke break, went out by myself at about 11am, then went on the 1pm smoke break! I feel bad about having to bother a member of staff to get my tobacco out of my storage box in a locked room, then let me out of the ward, then do the reverse 10 mins later. So this morning I was washed, dressed, medded, obsed, breakfasted by 8:40, figured I may as well hang on 20 mins for everyone else. I fancy a smoke now, but will prob just wait until 4pm now.
Plus it's kind of lonely out there without anyone to talk to! All I really wanted was an extra couple of cigarettes, I could prob make do with every 2 hours just fine (rather than the 4 hours as at moment on level 3). Before I cam here I was smoking probably about 2 an hour during day-time on average, so this is quite a reduction.
Having a bit of a wobble today. My thoughts are very strong and becoming difficult to fight against. I'm so fed up of feeling like I'm fighting this battle in my head. My brain's gotten super-active and won't stop thinking of all the ways I could maim or kill myself.
And I keep wondering why am I even fighting it? I want to do it so badly. My body wants to do it, so why am I fighting it? My kids though...so maybe I don't want to do it. But then why do I ache to do it so damn much