After going through a mess of withdrawal symptoms that stem from quitting cold turkey instead of cutting down or using meds/patch/gum… I think I’m finished with the worst. I am officially a non-smoker.
20+ years of the habit, regardless of how many… it’s now over with. You’d think there’d be a party or something, or …anything. I even took a walk today and I can’t recall the last time I took a walk without having an urge to light up.
What started out as a way to avoid getting my butt kicked at the bus stop… and two years of ‘smoking’ before someone finally called me on it and made me inhale… It’s finis! Over with. Done! (sigh) I wanted to go through the raw pain of quitting without assistance so I’d have this reminder should I opt to light up again… ever. I need pain association… and I have it.
Oh well. Good bye habit.
Very proud of you, as always! Love, Aunt Pam
Congradulations Kiddo!
The worst is behind you.
Michael
Thank you
Tonight is MUCH better and today the blood lust was minimal. I can’t believe I did it though… if this is it… According to my counters and books (and Michael)… physically the worse is over. I survived and it wasn’t even THAT bad!
All this time… who’da thunk?