Having one of those days. I have no where to turn to, no one is available to talk, so I've come here.
I've overcome alot of things in my life, but anger and self destructing have always been issues with me.
When I'm hurt or angry, I take it out on myself.
So, after 9 months of not smoking, I went and bought a pack of smokes and am smoking. Not that I like it, no. Hate it.
But I'm tired of getting knocked down. Of all the people I thought would support me, really hasn't. In 24 years of being with my hubby, this is the first time I've gotten resistance to anything I've done.
"Don't vape at my son's baseball games." (Never mind that I'm in the car or away from everyone else.) "You're vaping too much." "We're going to get pulled over because of your vaping." "Don't vape around people." "That thing looks like you're doing drugs." "Do you have to vape in the parking lot?"
Alot of the embarrassment and paranoia is after I got my mods.
I'm disgusted, hurt, depressed, and tired. I've hurt myself again; I've hurt my son.
I know that this too shall pass, and everything will work out eventually. Maybe by me smoking again, it will finally hit home.
All I know, is I hate where I'm at right now, and tomorrow seems an eternity away.
Thanks for letting me vent.
I've overcome alot of things in my life, but anger and self destructing have always been issues with me.
When I'm hurt or angry, I take it out on myself.
So, after 9 months of not smoking, I went and bought a pack of smokes and am smoking. Not that I like it, no. Hate it.
But I'm tired of getting knocked down. Of all the people I thought would support me, really hasn't. In 24 years of being with my hubby, this is the first time I've gotten resistance to anything I've done.
"Don't vape at my son's baseball games." (Never mind that I'm in the car or away from everyone else.) "You're vaping too much." "We're going to get pulled over because of your vaping." "Don't vape around people." "That thing looks like you're doing drugs." "Do you have to vape in the parking lot?"
Alot of the embarrassment and paranoia is after I got my mods.
I'm disgusted, hurt, depressed, and tired. I've hurt myself again; I've hurt my son.
I know that this too shall pass, and everything will work out eventually. Maybe by me smoking again, it will finally hit home.
All I know, is I hate where I'm at right now, and tomorrow seems an eternity away.
Thanks for letting me vent.
