Today is day 65. I am quit. The last time I really had a crisis of quit was on day 4. It was the day of a funeral for 3 children who died in a house fire. They were apart of our church, and they fire happened on dec. 22, 2012, my 35th birthday. 4 days later on dec. 26' 2012, I quit Copenhagen. Tomorrow we will bury a mother, father, 12 yo boy and 16 yo girl who were killed last Saturday in a single car accident. Though I did not know them, and they did not attend our church, the children went to our sons school. I also found out that the mothers sister is a long time friend of my parents. The reason is I am sharing this is because last night I went out and spent $20 dollars on Chinese food, and candy from the gas station. I fell asleep watching tv in the basement. While I have always struggled with overheating this was an extreme case, and since I have been quit, there have been a couple incidences similar. Burying my emotions is something I do quite often. Medicating those emotions with food or drugs or both is something I have also done in the past. Nicotine was my go to in those moments. I used to turn to Copenhagen whenever I was feeling sad or frustrated. I know we don't look ahead in our quit, but I'm anxious about how I will deal with this tragedy. I know one thing is for sure...Copenhagen will not make it better, or ease my pain. I give my word, that under no physical or emotional circumstances will I ingest nicotine in any form. If I feel a crave I will, 1. Pray. 2. Call omahaflyer, kcchief, and j2b. 3. Grab my can of jack links shredded beef jerky. You have my word and my plan.