Saturday, June 14, 2008

Giving up the nicotine

Oh yes. It's true.
You know...I started smoking about a year and a half ago. After the house fire. After the person I thought was the love of my life-screwed me over and then left. So, um, yeah. It was a great couple of months.
I turned to the nicotine. It was my crutch. And believe, I leaned on it aplenty.
And now I'm rather sick of it. And I'll be damned if I let something else rule me-so to speak.
Screw a large size bunch of that.
Opened up my last pack of cigarettes today.
So when I hop aboard the Bitchfest Central because my body is intensely craving that sorry shit, just bear with me.
I'm sure I'll get back to my lovely self soon enough.
Probably not soon enough for my children. But oh damn well.
Grins*

2 comments:

Amy Knupp said...

Hey Crystal, you can do it! Sounds like you've got the right attitude to succeed. Good luck!

Tori Lennox said...

You go, girl!!! I'm sure you'll feel so much better once you make it through the withdrawal.