I had this discussion with my craving just the other day, thought it might have some relevency:
Craving: Hey, what's the harm of smoking one cigarette? Me: Would that make you feel better? Craving: Yes, oh please, just one. Me: Let me see, I can go to the store around the corner and pick up a pack right now. Craving: Now you're talking, do you need any help finding your wallet and keys? Me: Wait a minute, why are you in such a hurry? Craving: I'm hungry and you promised to make me feel better. Me: When did I make a promise to you? Craving: Are you calling me a liar? Me: If the shoe fits. Craving: I'm sorry, I may have stretched the truth a little. Me: I'll say, now what were we talking about? Craving: I think you were going to the store, right? Me: Right, I was going to the store to buy YOU a pack of cigarettes so YOU would feel better. Craving: Thank you, I'd like a pack of Camel Filters and a new lighter. Me: And what's in it for ME? Craving: That's not my problem, can we go now? Me: Sorry, we have been talking about this far too long and I have better things to do than make you happy so go f**k yourself!
Craving: I will not be addressed in that tone!
Me: Sorry, but that's not my problem.