Have you ever been at a point in your life where you had to make an important decision and found yourself floundering around for the right answer? Have you been faced with multiple decisions that absolutely have to be made and you feel like you are mired in mud? Well, I am at that point. I am at a pinnacle right now. I have a decision to make and it is a big one.
This is not a New Year’s resolution. I hate those words because they are so meaningless, at least for me. The decision I am making is a matter of life and death. I do have a choice and I believe this is the right time for me to make a choice for the positive. I can continue on this road of destruction or choose life again.
My resolve is to find a new way to live. I’ve had to choose life over and over again. I’ve gained strength each time I chose to live. Will I do it again? Well, I believe that this is the right time to make that decision to live without restraints. If I should fail again, I will not give up. I will keep on “trying.” Oh,that is another word I don’t like. Trying just doesn’t cut it. Either I will do it or I won’t. Trying invites failure.
Ultimately, can I see myself without a cigarette in my hand? Yes, I can see myself throwing them down, getting rid of them. Throwing them away. In a sacred loving way, this is the moment for me to quit smoking.
In this light and new thought, I have hope. I have new determination. I see myself in a different way. I can breathe deeply without coughing. I can see myself not having a cigarette after a meal, before a meal, after sex (well, that’s a hard one). I can see myself being free.
I have a few questions to ask myself. How am I going to nurture and love myself through the withdrawal of nicotine. What will I do with my hands? Well, I believe that for one thing, I will treat myself to a massage once a month. A massage is still cheaper than a carton of cigarettes. I will work on my art, photography and writing. I will join a gym and exercise, even if I hate the “e” word. I need to get my metabolism running again. I will be kind to myself and love myself for choosing life yet another time. I realize for the first time that I am doing this for me and not anyone else.
I am fortunate to have a great support group to be there for me when the temptations might be too great. Sort of like AA, I will take one day at a time. I have my wonderful psychiatrist, my loving therapist, my husband and my very best friend. I will stay in contact with them. I will LISTEN to them as they love and support me. I will use methods I’ve learned to ease the symptoms of withdrawal.
Yes, this is a decision of life and death. It is a decision I am willing to make. I feel a huge relief knowing that I am doing something really good for myself and my health.














