WWW and all - I woke up this morning thinking about this thread (I've been lurking - I admit it!), and realized I should join in. I have not smoked since...Saturday. And having been doing it like that since DD was born. A week on, a week off. I don't even buy them anymore - well, usually. Mostly I smoke from a friend's pack when said friend stops by - did that on Thurs., and Friday. But on Sat - had argument with DP and went out and bought them. Gave them away next day after smoking several.
I totally relate them to my free wild single times! And truly (disturbingly) think of them as a treat I give myself. But I have to stop! I am now mid-30's (okay, closer to late 30's) and have been fooling myself for YEARS. And my dad died of lung cancer at 46, so I know how truly deadly it is. Am I way out there by saying - I feel sad about the thought of never having one again? How twisted am I? Anyone relate?
This weekend - I am going to NYC to hear a musician that I absolutely love and have not seen in two years - going with a girlfriend, and we have already talked about how we are going to buy a pack, have several drinks, and smoke away! Four things I love - good music, a great friend, glass of wine and a cig!
Please continue to post how you all are doing - I really feel like I can't do this, and wonder what the turning point is to change that...woke up this morning, getting ready for work and REALLY REALLY wished I had a cig...dd and dp were sleeping, and thought "how great would it be to go sit outside with a coffee and a smoke...?" And was totally disappointed when I remembered I am trying to give them up, and didn't have any.