J smoked for years before we met, but he stopped because he knew how much it bothered me. When he was posted overseas last year, he picked it up again. That was understandable and forgivable in my books- if someone is shooting rockets at you and you're working in csontant danger of roadside bombs and crazy militants, you're entitled to smoke.
When he returned, he gave up smoking cold turkey, and I was proud. But Just today he came to me and said that he has been smoking again for about two weeks. Now while I applaud him for coming forward with it and not just letting me find out, I'm still pretty upset. I really had no idea- no telltale smell, no ashtray breath, nothing. He covered his tracks pretty well!
He says he's stopping again, but I still feel betrayed and disappointed. Am I crazy for feeling this way? I know he's being honest and I know that cigarettes are addictive, but it still hurts! I want my little girl to grow up with a healthy daddy, not some guy who speaks through a trach tube.



