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.
Dee
PS. For anyone that understands Dartmoor Letterboxing, yes I did leave a stamp and a book in the box.
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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.
Dee
PS. For anyone that understands Dartmoor Letterboxing, yes I did leave a stamp and a book in the box.
Haven't been letterboxing in years Dee, never did manage to find Pixies cave - sad but true. Did go for a trot at christmas when back south, barely get onto the moors - looking forward to my next journey home.
Congrats on your quit, believe me it does get better, easier, less of a challenge, sometimes the change is just so incremental I haven't realised the change.
Leave the tin there, just imagine a few thousand years time the statement such a find will make about our lives at this point, what a drug did to us, there will probably be lots of data but physical evidence proving the lengths we went to in order to quit will be poignantly relevant.
Aww Dee, excellent news well done.... I hope things are getting easier for you. Not been to dartmoor for years.
I am 34 and smoked (very heavily) for half my life-and in fact my whole adult life. I am really lucky i saw the light this early. I really admire the harder struggle it must be when you've done it for soo long,all your life you just can't imagine your life without it .....and it's already made you ill. I can't imagine how that feels so i'm lucky. Lucky if i can give up before i've done damage. What a horrible addiction this is.
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.
Dee
PS. For anyone that understands Dartmoor Letterboxing, yes I did leave a stamp and a book in the box.
Hi Dee
What a great post this is and I'm sure your story will encourage many on here to stay quit
I know how much you have struggled over the last 13 weeks and am so pleased that you're now really feeling the benefits of stopping
Keep going Dee you've broken the back of it now and will find it easier to carry one
I do understand the Dartmoor letterboxing a bit but don't know the story behind it and am sure there must be one
Mornin, Thanks Louise, Jude, Mah and Marg for great replies. I am amazed you have heard of the letterboxing, its an anorak hobby really but it helps to keep you fit beleive me, I have got over 1000 stamps now but havent had much time of late to go. Now I need to loose a stone I intend to do more uphill pulls, legs really sore this morning.
What a lovely story Dee. The getting ill bit does make the stopping different to the, "I want to stop now", feeling doesn't it, reading your story reminded me. What is letterboxing?
Thanks for all the replies, lovely to hear from you all, for those wanting to know what Letterboxing is :-
Letterboxing started on Dartmoor in the middle of the 19th century. In 1854 a Chagford guide called James Perrott set up the first letterbox at Cranmere Pool on North Dartmoor, originally it was just a cairn (small pile of rocks,) the idea was for a walker to leave a message there for the next walker to collect and so on. Later other boxes were established at Taw Marsh (1894), Ducks Pool (1938), Fur Tor (1951), and Crow Tor (1962). These boxes are deep into the moor and still represent a challenge.
Since then there have been many boxes put out over the moors, nowadays they hold a visitors book a rubber stamp (which you take a copy of) you leave a message in the book and go on to find the next one. At any one time there are over 7000 boxes on the moors and its hard to find many of thm as they are hidden in cracks under rocks or in tree stumps etc. A mad hobby but enjoyable and very cheap as once you have your walking gear and compass/GPS you just get out there and walk.
Glad I didnt bore you all to bits with the story of letterboxing, perhaps a few of you may even visit Dartmoor, it is a magic place if you love open spaces, not much good if you like shops though lol.
Thanks for all your messages of support, I will keep up the walking I promise.
Take care all of you lovely people and keep strong in your quit.
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thank you and congrats on parting with your 'old friend' in such a way.. what a great way to do it!
I've only gone and done it!
