My ego will not let me simply take the easy road, so I'm alternating between sticking to the patches and then trying to go cold turkey as long as I can before sticking another one on my back.
Yesterday I had three smokes in the morning. All day with the patch, until it slid off my sweaty carcass as I was sweeping my driveway after work. Yes I have a leaf blower, but just like dishes I feel things get cleaning when you do it by hand.
I managed to stay away from the smokes until about 7:45pm. I smoked 9 before bead at 10pm. Not exactly stellar progress I realize. It's a Process!
Today I have had one cigarette. I have not put on the patch yet, but will more than likely being doing so shortly. The anxiety is about 4 out of 10. I'm actually craving another cup of coffee more than a cigarette. lol
He represents my addiction to cigarettes. He's sorta cute, no?
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