Well starting on day 4 and what a ride it has been. I cannot believe the cravings and the spontaneous movements of my arm grabbing and looking for my vape. Today was not a good day. Anxiety, depression constant throughout most of the day. Sunsetting and finally calming down. Biological clock I guess. I have made several promises to my Lord that this is it and for help getting me through this. Not much of a religious man but sometimes you need a reminder. I will NOT go on meds to get me through this, just another battle I will have to fight. Please can someone find the poem, I believed it was called " The little gray room". What a masterpiece that is. Would love to read it again.
