It's been an up and down day today. Nearly gave in. Glad now I didn't though. Still time I suppose but when I get to this time of the day, it usually feels easier. Don't know why. But always glad when it's nearly suppertime. Strange or what?
Sometimes I get really fed up with this battle. I ask myself, "What is the point?" Stupid question I know.
But at nearly 63 I do wonder if it is worth all the "fighting" the monster.
But, I think it is. Well, I know it is. One day it will be much better. Hours and maybe days will pass without me thinking of cigarettes. I just know it will.
I have stopped using the patches now, I use my dummy ciggie.
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