My attempt to stop smoking has really hit the buffers of late. I'm afraid that the occasional fag in times of stress is not the way to go, and my non-smoking world has crashed around me. Perhaps it was all begun when my GP advised me three weeks ago that now was not a good time for me to stop puffing. However, he didn't buy me a packet of cigarettes! I did that!

I feel such a failure, such a dreadful failure, and incredibly low. Why can't I be like others and just "give up"?

In response, I've booked another session of hypnotherapy. Here we go again, I hope.