I had a conversation with my mother this morning in which she was down right mean and unkind. I was so tempted to smoke throughout the day, several times actually as tears strolled down my face, but I kept it together. I knew I did not want to repeat this self-destructive pattern of mine. I am so proud of myself for not sabotoging this quit as I have so many times before. Unresolved emotional issues with my Mom are huge triggers for me. I have one month coming up in two days and I am so happy I did not smoke today. Lots of crying, but no cigarettes. YAY, progress!!!
