So as I go along this journey understanding that I'm now in a phase where my mind and thinking are still addicted at times, I'd like to clarify that, at times... In any event, I needed one of those walks this morning to clear my brain and some work frustration thinking how much I wanted "one." And I said to myself what, the thing that was making you physically ill and was killing you!?
So here's my analogy that I've used, again, only a couple of times today. As we walk through life we have all experienced a betrayal, at one time or another, by someone be it friend, lover, whoever, that we trusted without question, that someone who you shared your most intimate everything and then, they deliver the blow, violated your trust, cheated, whatever it was... The pain is so deep you can taste the bile, it's a gut punch and you think I'll never recover from this hurt, but you do. In fact you come out stronger. Then the day comes where that person asks for reconciliation, that they're so sorry they hurt you and you say no, the cut was too deep, the betrayal too deep, I can never forgive you, you almost killed me.
So my friends, that's my new analogy to smoking. It was never my friend, it was smiling at me all the while twisting the knife in my back. So, when it rears its ugly head in my mind I say no, you tried to kill me, take me from my children and loved ones, I will have nothing to do with you again ever, its over and I'm stronger for it...
