Because I am on the West Coast our state was one of the first to put into place many of the non smoking laws. I began to feel like a criminal every time I did light up or worse yet when I wanted to light up. I grew up when smoking was very chic and acceptable. Now ... well I won't say exactly how many years later but you get the picture, after I am addicted - they cut me off! Feeling like the only place I was going to be allowed to smoke was my own home and wondering when that right was going to be taken away. Feeling rather dismal at the thought I decided to take stock of myself and write down just how important smoking had become in my life. I wrote down every occassion I felt like I really needed one, but now couldn't. What lenghts I was going to to go out and have one (I mean really, leaving an upscale restaurant in the middle of dinner to get a fix was really undesirable to my date), and finally how terrible I must of smelled to everyone around me who didn't smoke. I knew I needed to change the way I was living or better stated the way I wasn't living .
I want to quit smoking too
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
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