I forgot how hard quitting smoking is. I can't eat because I know when I'm full I'll want a cigarette even more. I can't take a shower because I like to smoke before I shower. I can't sleep because I smoke before I go to sleep and the cravings are too bad. So I gave up. Only because I don't have the fight in me right now.
I started taking my meds again. I forgot how they kill my appetite. I forgot how when I take them it's like I can see the world again. Everything is different, more clear. It scares me. A lot. They also kill all possibilities of sleep. No one knows I was even off of them.
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