As always, you’re too kind.
Healthier is correct… kind of like Winifred Sanderson saying she was “younger, but it’s a start!”
I’m still emotionally eating, however I’m also eating a lot of mints and sugar-free candy!
Want a cigarette? Mint.
Want a hug? Sugar-free lemon drop.
But—it isn’t a cigarette! So, I’m proud of myself there.
The amount of stress is getting to the point that I don’t care if a cigarette tastes good or not, I want the high. It’s been long enough that one hit would do it—also very likely to throw me into a stroke—but, I’m doing what I can to get ahead of this. I’m getting manic again.
Jo Lyn asked if I was okay this evening…she said I’m “restless”. Heck yeah! I am not okay and trying to get myself tired enough to be able to handle it without a cigarette !
I have faith that everything will be okay. It might actually be a painful dumpster fire of a situation, and it might not actually end well—but if God gives it to me, then it is good and I will thank Him for it.