It's been a lovely warm sunny day and I've had a fab afternoon out in it, might have had a drink too It's only the second nice one since I quit (yes the weather's been *that* bad) and the first time in 3 and a bit years that I've spent a sunny Saturday with my friends without smoking either a real cigarette or an electric one. It's a bit of a bigger deal than it sounds 'cos it was always this time that I'd smoke myself stupid so it was still rather new.
So when one of my friends lit her flip-knows what ciggie of the afternoon (was I really that bad? :eek: er yes I was :o) it sort of hit me. That and another wave of stinky fag smoke *ick*
Why the flipping hell did I do that?
Was i even slightly tempted to ask her for one? Honestly nope not at all!!
I can't believe I'd let my life be ruled by these little white sticks - burny ones or electric ones - whatever happened, good bad, p*ssed off, bored or just because it was "time" these stupid things would control me.
Would rush meals to go out and smoke, want to end conversations, all kinds because I couldn't think of anything but sticking a fag in my mouth - what kind of life is that?
Well it isn't mine, not any more I feel free, totally and completely free and it's lovely!!
Smoking is a load of c**p and I'm never going back to it.
Am dead proud of myself for breaking the habit, extremely grateful to the people on here who helped me especially Kat, Max and Sarah Lou and really keen to help anyone who wants to free themselves from smoking!!