Quitters

I've been off sugar for two weeks now and for some reason the withdrawals are just now hitting me full force, so please forgive me if this isn't as eloquent as I'd like, but my mind is feeling a little cloudy with a chance of duh...
I'm thankful that I never got hooked on cigarettes or alcohol or drugs and that the only thing I'm jonesing for right now is about six dozen ho-ho's. I'm thankful that if (and let's face it, when) I fall off the wagon, it's not life and death, I won't lose my home or my job or my relationships like so many other addictions claim. I could have never imagined when I started this journey that the side effect would be empathy. And I am so grateful for it. I realize what a judgemental jerk I've been...what's the problem, just don't buy the cigarettes, just put down the beer -- it's easy. I know now that it is not. If stupid frosted flakes are kicking my butt this hard, I can't imagine how hard it must be to give up things that companies have actually developed to make you need them. So, my hat is off to all of you quitters out there...you are so much stronger than I ever knew.