I can't believe it's been 10 days since I had a cigarette! I feel good about that, but I'm also worried that I may not be as strong as I want to be. I still really really really want one. But I know one turns into two, and two turns into a whole pack and then I'm smoking again. Having a cigarette is the last thing I think about before I go to sleep and the first thing that pops in my head when I wake up. I'm looking forward to the days when that doesn't happen anymore. I have so many great friends who are pushing me to do this. They have faith in me. I just wish my faith in myself was stronger.