One month ago I quit tobacco, again. That means I've quit about 9 or 10 times in my life. Does that mean quitting is easy, or very, very hard? Could it be both?
This was my poison. After a month gone cold turkey, I only think about this stuff and wish I had it when I first wake up, after every meal, and before I go to sleep. I know after a few more months I'll forget all about it, but then something will set me off and I'll think to myself "What you need is just one can. Just one. Come on - you know you can resist this stuff." Next thing I'll know, I'll be standing in line at the convenience store. The danger time seems to be, for me, around the two year anniversary. By then I really believe I've got it licked and I actually fall for the "one can" theory. Then, typically, I'll dip for about a year then go through this all over again.
Wish me better luck this time. At least I haven't gained any weight!
Oh yeah, almost forgot -- Happy New Year!
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