The past few days have been a serious test for my fight against nicotine.
The pain I feel is massive, and deep. The grief is huge and unrelenting.
And yet, I've not struggled against nicotine (all but a few moments last evening).
I mourn loss, but not the loss of my old addict's buddy, nicotine.
I can make it through this without nicotine.
You can, too.
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