Last night was pretty rough for me. I was feeling really down and depressed. It felt like WWIII going on in my head. I couldn't sleep, was tossing and turning. I was finally able to fall asleep around 2am.
I don't know what caused me to get so depressed last night, but I really felt like I was at my breaking point. Had my son not been in bed asleep, I would have driven to the store to get smokes.
I apparently had a dream where I bought a pack of cigarettes. I woke up feeling like I had given up on my quit. Praise Jesus, it was just a dream.
Today, I am much better and back to a postive attitude. I am thankfull, I did not give up on my quit. I hope everyone has a fantabulous smoke free day!
