Am I the only one? I quit smoking 3 months ago, cold turkey. Been smoking since I was fifteen, a light smoker, less than half a pack a day. So two weeks ago Im getting a jump start on my spring cleaning and run across two packs of smokes, my last two, one full pack the other with only one smoke missing. I think to myself, self I say, throw those things away, theyre probably stale now and taking up precious space. So I do, I walk right to the trash can and throw them both in. As a result I didnt sleep but maybe three or four hours that night. Tossing and turning thinking about those cigarettes in the trash. Mind you, I didnt want to smoke one (thank goodness), I just could not part with them. Yes I did dig through my garbage the next morning (wouldnt you know the open pack was all the way at the bottom, and no there was no yucky food just papers), I took those cigs wiped off the boxes and now they are back where they startedin my drawer. So I ask, whats wrong with me? Is it reverse psychology? Is it emotional dependence? Why cant I just throw those damm things away?
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