Day 11 and i woke up this morning with such a craving, got dressed for work etc and went down to make my lunch. See my mum's cigis on side and was pacing back and fourth from them for about 2 mins, i finally took one out and nearly lit it, i was looking at it and got so close.
In the end i'm glad to say i didn't but if i didn't leave for work when i did i really think i would have lost the battle.
Yesterday was hard too, felt like i was fighting my willpower all day. Surely it's meant to be easier now?