21 cigarettes

Baby did a bad bad thing.

No contact = No new hurts.

Really need to remember that.

I engaged in a ridiculous conversation about Michael Jackson with the ex today.

I’ve been doing so well in just ignoring, keeping no contact in order to keep my sanity.

He will continue to have a hold on me until I choose to completely cut him out of my world.

So I smoked 21 cigarettes. Not in a row, but in a span of 6 hours.

I feel disgusting. My throat hurts and my hair smells.

I then had an epiphany.

I called my local phone company, blocked his number and changed my number.

I cancelled my email address and got a new one.

I cancelled any thing and everything that he used to communicate with me.

That was step 1.

Step 2 is making sure I don’t give him an in.

I like my new #, it flows nicer than my old one.