last few days have been tough.feeling like I've been subject to Murphy's law at every turn. It's times like this that I don't crave a cigarette, but I just feel like giving up striving for no apparent benefit. I have had long conversations with myself while driving. The devil on one shoulder says "everything else has gone wrong, you may as well smoke." I'm almost chanting "having a cigarette won't fix anything & you'll be back to square one". Fortunately, common sense has prevailed thusfar. I'm on top of it at the moment, but it feels like I'm kicking like crazy to keep my head above water. I find it deepens depression when you've given up your "creature comforts" & there's no fall back option when things go wrong. I know I'm being a bit of a sook, but glass half empty has always been in my nature.