Woke up feeling yuck. Did a workout. Felt better. Sat on my smoking steps a few times this morning for comfort. Now day 8 of no smoking and no contact from my boy mate. I think the loss of my friendship is hurting more than me not smoking ☹️ maybe that’s why I’m going so well?! Heartbreak often says it’s like a drug withdrawal ☹️ so I’m going through this and an ACTUAL drug addiction.
Went for a walk and coffee round a lake with my friend. She makes me feel so good. Got home. Rainy day. Cried for most the evening. Know smoking won’t change how I’m feeling. Just rollercoaster day.
Back to work again tomorrow. Hopefully people and chatting will help me have a better day.
From one unhappy feeling low Betty 😔