That was a post I needed to read today! It's 4 months for me 😱 But ya know...... In between the struggle, I've had some FABTASTIC times. Trampolining, mountain biking, walking to the shop instead of driving (then realising I forgot the bloody bags AGAIN so walk back somewhat more interesting balancing purchased items as I refuse to spend 5p on a bag as I agree that we should recycle!) all the above things I would NEVER have done in May this year! I could barely get up the stairs!!! I felt old (I'm 52) tired and bored! Now I'm always thinking ?? Ooo I haven't done much exercise today... What shall I try next??? I drag the kids out rock climbing... Swimming anything half way different/adrenalin/time useful.
However! And. BIG HOWEVER! It IS so challenging ... I find I do want a cigarette but don't... I AM missing out but know I am not!! I am SAD but I am HAPPY! I want to eat but I don't... And I have gained a stone which REALLY pisses me off and is NICs little chink in my armour which I now am searching for the shield to protect myself with. I am filling the cracks daily one day at a time. But I've had a tricky week or so but am holding on to the positives to get me through... So wish I could stop feeling so sorry for myself I need a labottemy 👀❗️But then I would remember that I now love trying out all the things that take energy I never used to have. The things I am doing that I used to just "think about doing" whilst having a fag!!! I choose to DO things a drag my self pity with me and drown it with energy . Xxxx keep going Brunac ... I am xx