Ok, so I got out of bed at 4am after another toss and turn no sleep night. Anyway, sometime around 7am I decided this is it. I was sick and tired of fighting an urge to give up something I enjoy. I talked myself right into having a cigarette. My husbands smokes, so I figured there are cigs here somewhere. I looked all thru the house, walked out to the car even, and thankfully, there were no cigs to be found. I know in my heart of hearts, if there would have been any there, I would have gave up and smoked today.
What's really weird, is I don't feel the urges are any worse, its just like I got tired of fighting the fight. So here I am, sitting at work, still looking for an excuse to give up, but fighting myself the whole way. Today I start working on day 8, but with a very bad attitude, a "give up" attitude. Anyway, I hope some of you are doing much better then I am today.
Don't give up....I will not give up...hopefully if I say that enough it will work on all of us.