Ghostybear73
Diamond Member
Well, I gave in and sent Eric out to buy me a pack of cigarettes. As I sit here watching my daughter grade papers (which I have to regrade, so she uses pencil) and letting my Macaw floss my teeth (I know that sounds odd), I just couldn't take it. There are so many wonderful things that go on in my house I want to be able to enjoy some. The PTSD seems to be taking a lot away, but I can't let all of it go.
As he leaves the house to go to the store, he says, "would you like me to buy you a Pepsi". Ahhhhh, my comfort food. It has been so long since I have had one that I said yes. We are very health conscious in my house. We eat right, go to the gym, I coach my daughters soccer team and that's a lot of exercise running after a bunch of 8 year olds with a soccer ball.
Yet, with all that I gave in and am having a smoke and a pepsi. I am so dissapointed in myself, but I can't seem to regret it.
As he leaves the house to go to the store, he says, "would you like me to buy you a Pepsi". Ahhhhh, my comfort food. It has been so long since I have had one that I said yes. We are very health conscious in my house. We eat right, go to the gym, I coach my daughters soccer team and that's a lot of exercise running after a bunch of 8 year olds with a soccer ball.
Yet, with all that I gave in and am having a smoke and a pepsi. I am so dissapointed in myself, but I can't seem to regret it.