I'm going to be chronicling me quitting.
Each day, I will write about how I feel, my urges and if I've cheated. So far today, I shared one cigarette butt with my other half, so technically I already failed. Kind of feels like my soul is being sucked out of my chest. Doesn't feel great, but I've had worse feelings. Especially after having a pretty stressful night, last night, I'm fighting back against the urge to run out and buy a pack. My next goal for tomorrow is to stash away any and all lighters so that they're not in view. I've smoked since I was 14, I'm almost 29. Enough is enough. I can do this, I can be strong. I'm keeping myself occupied with my work in order to not even think about temptation. If anyone else wants to join me in quitting and not buying cigarettes, feel free to leave a comment.