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► Witting Accomplice: queensassyofthefatties: My Racist Encounter at the White House...
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— Papa and Cigarettes
So, yesterday was my quit day. People who know that I’ve been doing quit days should be pretty proud because I didn’t have one cigarette. I did puff on my ecigarette, but that happened once. I don’t count the ecigarette because it has practically no nicotine and absolutely no tar. On top of that, I finished a month of my new medicine. Because of this and my quit day, I was feeling very ill. I was cramping up really bad and generally irritable. Honestly, I felt really depressed. Like, I was practically crying all day. I didn’t feel that bad on my first quit day. I’m not sure if I did feel bad because of my meds or what. I literally did nothing yesterday. I have also noticed some things that drive me to have cigarettes. If I’m bored, anxious, upset, angry, or any emotion other than happy, I turn to cigarettes to alter my mood and make me feel better. If I hope to quit, then I need to figure out how to deal with these moods separated from cigarettes. Otherwise, I will not be able to quit. I made it through a whole day of quit day, though, guys. That’s kind of a big deal. |