I'm
hormonal, I'm
ill from flu and I've just given up nicotine and yet people are expecting me to be normal. All the customers at work, all the people I met during my day to day life.
You, yes, you. Crazy woman in Kwiksave.
I saw how you looked at me when I dropped that can of beans in aisle three and burst into tears.
And you, little old lady with the dog
Why don't you move over?!? Why don't you walk on the other side of the path?? ARGH!
And as for you????
Dammit. I won't even start with you.
Gosh, Bob. What's up with her??
Perhaps I should be carrying a new business card and hand it to every person I see -
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| CAUTION - THE BEARER OF THIS |
| CARD IS A COMEPLETE PYSCHO BITCH |
| FOR THE FOLLOWING REASONS :- |
| a) SHE'S IN COLD TURKEY |
| b) YES, IT'S TTOTM |
| c) SHE HAS FLU |
| d) YOU'RE A COMPLETE **** |
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It's been four days since I had a
cigarette.
Four whole days without nicotine.
Four whole days without the drug I've been addicted to for eight years.
It feels like a lifetime. Anyone who has ever given up the cancer sticks or has even ever tried will understand what I am saying. I decided to go completely cold turkey, no patches, no life saving gum, nothing. I have to say it's a whole new experience, so much so that I am writing my first ever daylog about it. I have never been so on edge and so twitchy. Days one and two were OK, I was coughing too much to think about it and the thought of a cigarette made me sick. Day three, well, I slept all day so that was OK. But today? Today was a whole new ball game.
I suppose I've chosen to do this at completely the wrong time of the month (as it were). I don't know what my boyfriend is making of the last few days but he keeps saying that it's nothing.
You know how it goes..
That boy is totally
crazy.
but I love him all the more for it