I'm half way through the no more smoking book.
It's all beginning to make sense. Several times (like in the Big Book) it sounds like he's talking about me, in particular. I really feel like this just might work and I'm getting excited about becoming an ex-smoker. I've had this crick in my neck since just before I got sick and yesterday I finally went to my chiropractor. He is so cool. Because he has a photographic memory he always remembers what we talked about last time I was in. In this case, 3 years ago. But I had so much to tell him about these last three years that he barely got a word in edge wise. You know, getting sober, getting mugged, getting a new car, getting a 40" TV, getting a good job, getting new friends, losing weight(down to 147 now), losing cholesterol points, getting it together with the help of my therapist....all good, if a little bumpy, sometimes. He said he thought I was a warrior or survivor. Well, we all know I'm a survivor. Out of all the bad things that happened to me, something good has come and out of all the good things that have happened to me, something great has come. At least that's the way I feel about it. Day 51