I am going into week three today and nearly all but the odd crave exists now.
I think I now have a choice whether I smoke or not and that feels a bit weird to be honest.
During the first few days and week one of stopping, I felt so brilliant and proud and I think this carried me along - now I just feel a bit deflated and lost to be honest.
When I get up in the morning, I feel complete and normal (like I have just had a cigarette I suppose!) which is great but when it comes to dealing with stress, I just can't seem to get it through my head.
Even though I understand intellectually that cigarettes do not lower my stress levels or help at all in times of stress, I still can't get it through my head that it is an illusion.
The last two weekends have been very stressful with different things happening and I have so wanted my little support. Even though I know smoking won't help, I still want one and that's how I feel.
I cannot stand the thought of going through the next few months like this or life like this.