Some of you know my story. Some of you don't. I've been knee deep in my latest quit for 10 days now. I think this is attempt number 6. I can't fail this time. I really can't. It's either quit smoking or the girlfriend gives me the boot. She's given me way too many second chances already. I've lied about smoking and that is something that she didn't like at all. So I guess it's time to face the music and get this done. I find it refreshing to have some sort of insentive to quit. I know it might sound bad to hear "Quit smoking or ... ", but in all honesty, I think it might be the swift kick in the @$$ that I need to take it seriously. My quits have always been for her anyway, why not make it official. I know, I know. "You need to quit for yourself". Trust me, I've been through this. It didn't work. I don't want to quit. I've come to grips with that. But I think I'm going to marry this girl, so if I can't do something this big for her, then I don't deserve to call her my wife. I've cried.... yup, 26 year old 6'4" mans man, breaking down into tears over some cancer sticks. She's there for me, she doesn't quite understand but she knows it's hard, and tries her best. She doesn't smoke and never was a 'full time' smoker. But she can see how different I am without them and I'm sure she is really stressed.
I guess I am ranting more than anything. It feels good to get things off my chest. You all are complete strangers to me. It's it funny that we can open up to complete strangers more than I can to my mother about smoking? I try to explain it to my girlfriend in spoken words, but it really is too damn hard to voice. You all have been or are going through what I am. It's easy to relate to people like that.
Now for the bad part. I went to play basketball on Sunday night. It's a weekly thing (a smoker playing basketball... funny huh). I was really excited to do it. Turned out I got there and it was cancelled. I drove back to my girlfriends house. The only thing I could think about when I was driving there was, "I hope I catch her smoking". I was hoping that she would have had a cigaretee. Because it would make it ok for me to have one. I wanted her to smoke so I could. Obviously she didn't, and when I walked in and could tell