It was tough. I'm glad I didn't though. I can feel the second-hand smoke I inhaled. My friend Joe would come by and exhale so I could go SNIFFFFF. I figure that didn't hurt anything, right? But usually after a night of going out and drinking, I'd be hacking my lungs out the next day. Not today!
I'm really proud of everyone for quitting and struggling along. It freaking sucks, but it doesn't suck quite as bad as if I didn't have anyone else struggling along with me.
Thanks for all the support, chicks!
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