I smoked for about 4 or 5 years. Probably one of the hardest things to do is quit smoking. Smoking is just slow motion suicide with a death by asphyxiation. My "dad" and father-in-law both died from lung cancer. Terrible deaths. Both grandfathers died from heart attacks. Both smoked. The only way I was able to quit was to make up a list of cigarette brands with their respective strengths of tar and nicotine. I bought a carton of each and continued to smoke a pack a day but as I finished a carton, I would switch to the next brand just slightly weaker than the previous one. Each successive carton got weaker and weaker until I finally got to the weakest brand a few months later. Then I worked on eliminating one cigarette a day from each pack until I was smoking just a few cigarettes a day and throwing away the rest. Talk about an expensive habit. Finally I got the flu and had such a sore throat, I couldn't smoke.....that's when I quit for good.
Pride. Self-love. These things keep me from The Lord, and that's a scary thing, because I remember how hellish my life was when I had out of control pride, self-love, etc.
Now, I'm normal, which is to say...I could still use with some humility. I'm just not pathologically prideful and filled with harmful self-love.
You know what's funny? The people who always insisted I was so "narcissistic" and such are now more narcissistic than me. Maybe they always were. Mental Health, Inc. is beginning to seem like a money making scheme more than anything else. That and a way to control people.
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