ok, I've regained my composure, sorry for the outburst before. Tomorrow is going to be a nightmare, how am I going to be strong enough to set there and say goodbye? I am not looking forward to tomorrow. His mother is already trying to see if she can get him out of it..I told her it's not the boy scouts, you just can't quit when you want to. Anyway, I know it is what he needs, I know it is best for him in the long run, but I never thought I would react like this to a child leaving home. I thought I'd be dancing in the streets, but it is quite the opposite, and is the junkie in me loving this turmoil in my life...oh yes..it is loving it, whispering in my ear of how all hope is lost now, he is gone, your getting old, might as well live out your years enjoying your smokes. Whats a few years saved anyways if you can't enjoy life...yea I'm hearing it all. My evil little junkie, dying inside of me.
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Quit Meter
$40,069.58
Amount Saved
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Days: 1075
Hours: 2
Minutes: 53
Seconds: 22
Life Gained
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5871
Smoke Free Days
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176,130
Cigarettes Not Smoked