You know, breather, I know what you mean. I haven't been addicted to just about everything, but I've been in Al-Anon for twenty-two years, and, of course, I was a smoker. My thing is that for most of my life I have felt empty. I grew up in foster care and never felt at home no matter where I was. Truth is, sometimes in my early adulthood I had no home. I got through college while homeless. And that was enough of an accomplishment, because I didn't graduate with a high enough grade point average. Nothing was ever enough. I racked up college degrees because I didn't have enough education. Every time I started a new job I would just start looking for the next raise. I couldn't stop accumulating. I was angry and irritable most of the time. Like I told people, They could just call me 'Appetite'. The only way I let go is by getting tired. I'm tired of smoking now. I'm tired of seeing myself as a failure. I'm letting go.
My Milage:
My Quit Date: 5/1/2009
Smoke-Free Days: 40
Cigarettes Not Smoked: 1,080
Amount Saved: $405.00
Life Gained:
Days: 4 Hrs: 11 Mins: 8 Seconds: 56