back on the mini lozenges again. Lately I've been fine (ish) when on my own or with non-smokers, but back-sliding the minute I'm with someone who puffs.
Feel such an idiot, as last year I quit for 11 months. This however was my longest quit ever, after 35 years+ of smoking 15 roll-ups a day.
So I am plodding along, trying not to be paranoid about this, that and the other,
wondering whether I need extra anti-depressants or to try and get the NHS to fund me some more counselling or whether perhaps I could just do better with a divorce..
bye for now