Background story first, my buddy and his wife adopted a boy from a Russian orphanage, and his third birthday was yesterday. Apparently in soviet Russia they do not do birthday parties so it was his first ever. It was great, little dude got some awesome toys (yea I was jealous). And what else are we suppose to do at a three year old's birthday party but get drunk, and drunk we got.
By 2 o'clock my two friends (the host and our mutual friend) were toasty. The host, being a good host, starts telling us about his recent trips and how he was able to "sneak" in some expensive cigars. Offers one to us, mutual friend druels over them. I pick them up, examine how expensive they are (because my friend tells fisherman stories) and set it back down and simply say "very nice, but I can't have one". Drunk mural friend: "why the fuck not" (because we're classy and shit). Before I can even answer the host's wife says (we'll call her A) "because he's a nicotine addict, he can't go back, not even once". Enough said, well put at that, and we moved on.
Now, as my sexters are well aware of, I've had some rough days, ended buying some holt chew (which is fantastic btw) and have been fighting through those weak moments. I've been on this site for all but my first three days as this thread shows, and I've only been blown away once or twice. A blew me away, she has no idea what's been going on the last 582 days, and how much even a quitter of 1000 days needs reminder that "not even once" because that'll lead to another and another and another. No matter how strong you think you are, and I'm very vain, any addict cannot handle "just one". No matter how far along you are, or what trophy you've gathered here, you are always within striking zone of the nic bitch. As I've stated, it does get better, but we are never cured, we can never have just one. It's good to put people around you who understand that
