Control is Comfort

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I am about to leave to go pick up sweet girl but I have to mention how out of control I feel. I feel angry at M I feel angry because I can't smoke a cigarette. I feel upset about my physical symptoms and wish I had more answers. 

    I feel out of control and control brings me comfort. Good thing I'm starting to control my drinking habits beginning tonight. I'll just have to get through the evening cravings, fall asleep and tomorrow will be a better Sunday than I've had in quite some time. 

    Keep moving forward. Keep focused. Keep control.

    Until tonight,

    NLD

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