Goodmorning everyone! Ok, big whoooopppty dooooooooooooo I made it to day 3. Last night was hard to say the very least. It seemed, no matter what I did, I wanted a cig, all I thought about was having a cig, and kept reaching for one out of habit. I couldn't wait to fall asleep and make the day end, but guess what, sleep even sucked. I tossed and turned and did that half asleep half awake all night long.
So here I am at work, listening to sad music, pitying myself, trying to tell myself (as I stare at the back door wishing I was outside in the cold smoking) it will get better.
Whennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn does this start getting a little easier. I absolutely REFUSE to give up, but I am getting exhausted and cranky here. I knew this wouldn't be easy, but come onnnnnnnnnnn, I deserve a little break. Andddddd, I think I am getting a cold.
Ok, I am done whining, for now, or will try not to whine. Just grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.