| Day 4. 85 hours, 15 minutes. Over the hump now. Gonna make it. I'll keep adding to this as long as I have more. Now, if I could just..... |
- John & Shelley said so:
- A certain friend once told me that "he would die of something anyway, so it might as well be the cigarettes."
This excuse is terribly cliche. At the risk of sounding morbid... I would say that there are vastly more interesting (and sometimes more noble) things to die from. Any of them would be preferable to hacking your lungs to death. Besides, they'll take (hopefully much) longer.
- I just wanted to say that when all those people were telling you to quit, they were just trying to find a polite way to say that they cared about you. Remember all those times the next time you want to light up. Keep in mind all those folks who care about you (like John and I).
- whew!
- My uncle Troup:
- But what is really weird, is look around at the really intelligent people that are smoking. What part about cooking their lungs don't they understand? Always remember, they smoke all kinds of meat to cook it. What do you think it is doing to your lungs?
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Time for a refresher here.
Smoking, like other addictions, has more than one face. There is the physical addiction, certainly; but there is also a psychological addiction that depends almost entirely on the individual.
In my case, I found (not find, anymore) a tremendous comfort in reaching for a cigarette and lighting it. There is also the repetitive action of moving the cigarette to the mouth, inhaling, and exhaling. This was something I could count on, more than I could count on anything or anyone. Don't. Don't think that I should know that there are people that could do the same, because I know that there aren't. Not 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. I never had to wake anyone else to get a smoke. I could always take my smokes with me when I went to the store. They could always go with me. That's the part that made them so comforting.
Rationally, no smoker should have any trouble quitting. Emotionally, it tore me apart. This has been one of the most trying weeks of my life. And I'm not even telling you all that's happening.
Every smoker that wants to quit must find a reason. Without the reason is failure.
I have succeeded. Is that enough? I think it is. No matter. I have lived my life. I've made my bed. No regrets, ever.
No, I don't have some fatal disease. I just pulled my soul out, took a good look at it, gave it some air, and put it back. There were some things there I didn't care for. A purge won't hurt. Funny how we do that sometimes.
Try that. Take your soul out and give it a good shake. What falls out?
Okay, more reasons. Paper is getting full. Don't know where to put them all. |
- I want to `bad enough'.
- It's filthy.
- I went to the beach, and I smelled every girl that walked by!!!!!!!!!
- Do it for Howard.
- THINK.
- Compassion for all things. Finally, apply this to myself.
- Did I mention Black Boogers?
- I could make more friends.
- Girl(s) have told me that I stink even when I don't smoke around them.
- Do it for the ladies!
- Karen.
- Renee.
- Just because.
- Collapsed lungs.
- Start something better.
- Die at age 52.
- Stroke.
- Heart Attack.
- Do it for Carl!
- Second Hand Smoke. (Not smoking could kill you!)
- Moss will give me a penny a day if I quit. That's $3.65/year.
- If I die, who will fix the copier for Cindy C.?
- It cuts off blood flow to the brain.
- Did I mention they test cigarettes on lab animals? Don't they know already that it causes cancer?
- I enjoy life too much to kill myself.
- Did you know there's formaldehyde in cigarettes? I'm alergic to them!
- I have been so obnoxiously happy the last few days that no one can stand me. This is a good thing. I want to live long enough to be happy with everyone for a long time.
- I can taste things again. I never realized all the subtle flavors there are in a banana! And apples! And hummus!
- If I quit, I can have a cookie!
- Pretty girls.
- cute kids.
- could there be a connection?
- Finally, I've run out. Not for long.
- Kittens.
- Peter Pan didn't smoke!
- Live, and love, or die. Live.
- I want to live.
- Can there be any more than that?
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