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Lighting up my PEEPS ...

Puff-TM-Draggin
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‎10-13-2015 04:42 PM

Hey Peeps,

What day am I on, besides a bad one?  DAY 44.  I am definately not going to smoke on a beautiful number like 44, even if it is the thirteenth day of the month, and even if I did have to sit across from my bad-ex with my lawyer, my lawyer's lawyer, and my lawyer's paralegal, all on my dime, and even though I did fork over more money today for nothing than I make in two-and-a-half months.  I won't smoke.

But for those of you without much stress in your life other than, possibly, your quit, understand that stress is very heavy.  I need some serious stress release.  I'm trying to use the ebb and flow, because I understand you can float boats large enough to carry aircraft carriers around on their decks like cargo containers.  And looking for the positive in the muck ... looking, looking ...  Oh!  I see it!

"The darker the blackness, the bright the light."    = )

"if I ever see the light."       (DAMN.  Why did I have to go and think that?  I'm still a work in progress, you see?)

Anyway, enough whining.  We all have problems.  Smoking won't make them go away.  Won't do that because I don't do that.

Instead ... I thought I'd light up my PEEPS.  Give me a shout out friends.  I'd love to hear from you.

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I remember a friend coaxing me into smoking when I was about 12 yrs. old. At the time, it seemed daring. Before long I was sneaking cigarettes alone. I remained a closet smoker through high school, college, and for seventeen years of my career. Even before it became politically incorrect, I was ashamed of it. It didn't fit the image I wanted others to have of me. As an introverted, over-achiever, cigarettes became my constant companion, my support group, and my reward system. Finally, after thirty years as a smoker, I quit to please my fiance. We got married and started a family. I couldn't have been happier. Three years later, when signs of weakness presented themselves in my wife's commitment to our marriage, I returned to my old friend and support system with whom to commiserate. That didn't help matters. My divorce was finalized two days ago, and I decided to make that my divorce date with cigarettes as well. I have two young children for whom to grow old and for whom to set an example. And besides, between my wife and my attorney, I really can't afford to smoke anymore anyway.