My first year being smoke free I was extremely happy and have been since...now I'm approaching October 1st my first day two years ago without smoking since. And I feel so emotional, crying and it feels like when I was quitting all this stuff is being thrown at me? Is it the normal stress I deal with being type one diabetic among other dx and raising a special needs child in a part of the country where resources are non existent or is it I'm having bad luck or is it really about my quit date? I don't understand. My lifestyle is totally different and I don't miss the old so what gives? Anyone else feel this way? I lost my uncle to cancer this past week and no one said I'm sorry for your loss or anything. And then such a good elderly lady who meant a lot to me from my church was put to rest today. What is going on? I just pray it has nothing to do with my quit or the fact I have no way of I guess rewarding myself for being smoke free? Sounds selfish and then I feel guilty. And this is my fave time of year! Fall!
