We meet again old friend. I surrender to you. I am done and I am ready. I am over the costs of smoking-from monetary to health factors. I no longer choose the slow suicide cigarettes promise. It is going to be hard-it always has been. I no longer wish to seek out my silent companion that is destroying my body. I know what the next two weeks will entail. Headaches, irritability, grief, and agitation. But I also know how much better I will soon feel. I no longer want to be a slave to the false god known as nicotine. I am choosing life. I am choosing me. We are allies in this battle. Thank you in advance for your help. I am going to need it.
With sincere gratitude,
Shanna
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