I went to therapy today. Wound up feeling worse when I got outta there. She wanted me to talk about losin the baby. (I call her Jasmine) I broke down. I know it's good to get these things out but it seems when I talk about them, it makes all my sadness resurface. Anyway, I wanted a smoke SO bad after that, and I did smoke. When I got back to work, my "ex" that I contracted the STD from and had lost her from wants to walk up and say "sup?" when he could very well see I was attempting to let him pass me without a word. After that, I had another mild panic attack and started shaking and I smoked another cigarette.It had become sort of a way to control my crying spells, so now what do I do instead? I may talk to my psychiatrist next visit about getting a perscription to help with quitting. I really don't want my son seeing me smoke or thinking it is ok to do it. Plus, it smells on my clothes and my hair.
Anyway, I don't know why I allow myself to get all worked up over him and everything that I went through with him. I have been through alot in life and nothing has ever effected me quite like this. Makes me feel weak and pathetic.
Tags: Disappointed