Betticus
FigDaddy!
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- Apr 9, 2004
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I quit smoking. Today is day number six and I'm dying for a damn cigarette. I'm not going to cave in and smoke but this just sucks.
It is interesting though how daily stresses seem to become much worse than they really are when you are craving a smoke. Things that you normally brush off take on a palpable existance, growing in importance. It all seems to be the habits way of coming at you from a subconscious place, giving you the excuse to just smoke. Just one wouldn't hurt, after all once this stress is over you can just hop back on the wagon right?
Wrong people! That is what the tobacco company wants you to think. Maybe I'm just being paranoid.
I think I need a spanking. Is there a nice, kind Domme out there that would be willing to swat me across the back for having such a silly struggle with a drug? I've been a bad boy.
It is interesting though how daily stresses seem to become much worse than they really are when you are craving a smoke. Things that you normally brush off take on a palpable existance, growing in importance. It all seems to be the habits way of coming at you from a subconscious place, giving you the excuse to just smoke. Just one wouldn't hurt, after all once this stress is over you can just hop back on the wagon right?
Wrong people! That is what the tobacco company wants you to think. Maybe I'm just being paranoid.
I think I need a spanking. Is there a nice, kind Domme out there that would be willing to swat me across the back for having such a silly struggle with a drug? I've been a bad boy.