It's been a day of intense cravings. I'm 15 days in and loving it. The cravings come in hard but I refuse to give in. I'm a tad overwhelmed with school deadlines and finals approaching, my allergies have been killing me the past few nights, my roommate stuck me with a couple months rent she neglected, my income has been slashed in half and I have no idea how I'm going to make it next month. Job hunting with no skills and a poor resume. I could convince myself a smoke would feel like a relief, but that's a lie. I gave up eating to smoke, I washed clothes by hand so I had smoke money, all the money wasted and how horribly thin I've become. I was addicted badly. I would set my alarm to wake up before my daughter so I can chain smoke before she woke up. The smell on my skin and clothes- I exposed her to. I'm trying to redeem myself. So I need to vent- smoking costed my daughter and I way more than I can afford to give in to a craving. I'm an addict and I'm not going back.