I have quit again. It's been just over 24hrs and I'm reaching the stage where I want to cry and pull my hair out. It doesn't help that I am totally hormonal, as well.
But I really want this. It is time. It is the last vestige of the old, unhealthy me that remains. I am a healer, for crying out loud. I can't be putting my smokey hands on people and preaching about their health with my smokey breath. Makes no sense. But addiction rarely does. My reckoning is here. I'm ready for it - regardless of the fit I'm about to have.
