circle-theory
Ending
posted Saturday, 14 January 2006
Ohio gozaimass.
Finally making a concerted effort at giving up nicotine. I have the enviable support of my bunch of Manchester mates who are giving up as well. Keep your fingers crossed, eh?
The psychology of smoking has been driving me mad for a while. I hate the way it has dug itself in to every action and become the next most obvious thing that I should do. I hate having that amount of fear about the risk. It's really been preying on me lately. Plus, if I quit now and succeed, then that means I will have done it before my 30th birthday which was always what I wanted. Alright so I'm not sure exactly why I feel that doing this before I'm 30 is important, but it does carry a lot of weight with me.
I stopped on Monday after agreeing with my best mate that things were ridiculous and if anything getting worse the more we tried to slow down. It's like cornering a frightened animal. Survived the pub last night but was quite twitchy (I blame the alcohol) and sat there munching liquorice sticks for half the evening while talking distractedly with my friends. Things will get better. On the way home, I was too fatigued from the resistance effort to go round to another friends place and elected to just head home to bed. This meant I caught a bit of "I, Samurai" on BBC4 which I'll have to source and see the rest of.
Right, laptop nearly out of juice. Time for breakfast.
Sayonara.
aFx
Finally making a concerted effort at giving up nicotine. I have the enviable support of my bunch of Manchester mates who are giving up as well. Keep your fingers crossed, eh?
The psychology of smoking has been driving me mad for a while. I hate the way it has dug itself in to every action and become the next most obvious thing that I should do. I hate having that amount of fear about the risk. It's really been preying on me lately. Plus, if I quit now and succeed, then that means I will have done it before my 30th birthday which was always what I wanted. Alright so I'm not sure exactly why I feel that doing this before I'm 30 is important, but it does carry a lot of weight with me.
I stopped on Monday after agreeing with my best mate that things were ridiculous and if anything getting worse the more we tried to slow down. It's like cornering a frightened animal. Survived the pub last night but was quite twitchy (I blame the alcohol) and sat there munching liquorice sticks for half the evening while talking distractedly with my friends. Things will get better. On the way home, I was too fatigued from the resistance effort to go round to another friends place and elected to just head home to bed. This meant I caught a bit of "I, Samurai" on BBC4 which I'll have to source and see the rest of.
Right, laptop nearly out of juice. Time for breakfast.
Sayonara.
aFx
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