I just found a poem I wrote in the fifth day of my second quit attempt. If it's okay, I would love to post it here. Perhaps it might help somebody. If this isn't a good place to post it, please point me to where would be a good spot.

Of course, I need to pull this out and read it every day. For some reason, once I wrote it -- I put it aside and didn't look at it after the first few days.
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When I'm good ... I'm pretty good. When I'm bad ... it must be my Evil Twin!

EvilTwin a/k/a Judy

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