Day 3 almost in the books and a lifetime to go. It feels like an insurmountable goal, but one I know I've done to myself. After 24 years of voraciously consuming can after can of Cope, through good times and bad, it is time to be done. I think the hardest part of this whole process is going to be training myself that all of the things I used to do with Cope can just as easily be done without it.
I for the life of me cannot remember why I let myself be controlled by a small can of tobacco, yet here I sit at my desk going over and over in my head that one small pinch isn't the end of the world.
One day at a time, hell right now every hour is a victory.
