I had my last smoke right before bed last night, around midnight.
I've prepared myself for a week for this day. Read a book, Chantix and just mentally preparing myself for what I might feel or go through.
It's only mid morning, but it's not going too bad. Instead of heading to the garage for my first thing out of bed smoke, I went and watched American Justice. Twice already, I felt myself wanting to head to the garage (out of habit) and just reminded myself TODAY IS THE DAY, and made myself do something else.
The only thing that won't go away is that "twinge/craving" (not sure how to describe it) in my cheeks.
Holding strong. Cheeks....'shut up'