I am in my 13th week of my quit and I use to smoke rollies which I used a Rizla roly machine and filters to make my cigs. My machine was my best mate until I was diagnosed with the big C earlier this year. No its not terminal thank god, but it will be if I dont give up the weed.
So, after a great tustle in my brain and several spells in and out of hospital I took the step to quit, not any easy one as after 40 years its safe to say I was a real hardened smoker.
The last 13 weeks have been very tough on me as many of my quit friends on this forum will testify, especially my good mates in Octos. I have got very depressed, emotional, tired, bad tempered etc, BUT.
Today I took my old tin, baccy etc (hidden by OH for the last 13 weeks in garage)onto Dartmoor, I carried it in a tupperware box up one of my favourite Tors, about 1800 feet up and sat at the top looking out over the moors with a coffee, I then hid the container under a big rock. I sat and had another coffee and raised my mug to my quit, I had walked up there puffing but no where nearly as badly as I use to (I use to stop about 20 times) I finished my 4 mile walk with a smile on my face and waved goodbye to my tin.
I was sad to leave it as it was at one time my best mate, and I thought it got me through a lot of hard times, but I am just beginning to learn that it doesnt solve problems and I did not think clearer with a cigarette.
I think clearer now, I concentrate better, I dont smell, my skin is clearer, I know I still have rough times ahead and days when I shall really crave one, but with help and determination I will get through those days.
Anyway, its a long way to go to get my tin when I want one !!!!! lol
Take care all, stay strong and smoke free.
PS. For anyone that understands Dartmoor Letterboxing, yes I did leave a stamp and a book in the box.