Cigarettes smoked: too fucking many. Cigarettes enjoyed: none. Cigarettes actually remember smoking: 3. Guilt levels: immense.
I had hypnotherapy to quit smoking on Thursday. I got full marks! I failed entirely on hypnotherapy! More on the actual hypno soon.
Blame festivals. Blame stress levels. Blame cider. Blame anything that isn't me and my dubious attitude to willpower.
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Give up at The End Of The Road. I will too.
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