As of 20:00 yesterday evening I have stopped smoking for 7 months.
A fitting end to 2009 and finally I feel that a goal I've had for many years has been achieved. To stop smoking, each and every situation that I don't smoke at on the recovery journey is a tick in the box. Christmas and New Year complete, for the first time in a long time without giving in to the nico demon.
Christmas could've been challenging as surrounded by smokers but all it really made me feel was po'd cause all my clothes stank, I'd get out of the shower and my hair would stink - and I wasn't even smoking. I must've been lying to myself so much about how the perfume masked the smell.
My quit is strong, which doesn't mean I don't think about fags, I do but it's always about the idea of the *calm* that a fag provided which is a fallacy, all having a fag ever did was satisfy the nicotine addiction. So when I crave / think about fags it's generally the want for this false nirvana which is the root cause. So I'm still re-educating my brain to not have a fag as a *reward* for whatever *thing* I'm experiencing.
For all those coming up behind, it's worth it and am thinking of fags less and less - no longer a desire for them most of the time - only occasional extreme situation and I will remain vigilant when lots of booze inside me especially if there are smokers around. I remember reading in the tales by Kevin about having a certain number of quits perhaps (not advocating that this is true) but for me I don't want to ever do any day again because I'm foolish enough to believe that I'm not subject to the laws of addiction - I will always be a nicotine addict and I choose to remind myself of this fact because it keeps me strong. My method of remaining quit suits my temperament, others have their own methods, as long as we stay quit it doesn't matter how. My constant re-enforcement will probably not suit a lot of people but it keeps me quit.