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Fifty Six Days

It's been fifty six days since I quit smoking. I'd like to say that it's been fifty six days that I've been SMOKE FREE. If I said that I would be lying. Yesterday I slipped and took two puffs off a cigarette!!!

I hate myself for that. I had quit taking my Chantix for about a week there and it just threw me into the ole craving claws. How anything can be so hard to shake is beyond me. I want to quit for good though so I am back taking the Chantix again today. No more puffs!

Ron has been so supportive it's a crying shame how I bite his head off for it!! He is only caring about me and my health and I know it. Yet, when he makes comments to me about my craving or even my "slipping" I get so darn defensive. That's when he tells me to get off my "pity pot"!

God, I hate that phrase "pity pot" when it's used against me.

I admire him for his supporting me through this, however.

It's not an easy time for either of us that's for sure. It's especially hard for me to have to give up something so "familiar" again. Seems like I've spent a lifetime giving things up. I'm not going into it here though.

Oh no...there's that pity pot again.