some of you may remember me as i have been on the forum several times before. Everyone was really supportive, but, due to my inherent weakness of will, every quit has ended with just one fag. Even while smoking the first fag, I know it's curtains for the quit and am already planning my new quit date. But loving the smokes in between. Selfish addict behaviour. the only thing that really deters me is the smell of hospitals. Maybe this should be a new quitting method, a perfume that is identical to that antiseptic whiff you get every time you go into a hospital. But I just imagine it and it is good enough.
Anyway, have quit again, using the patches. Day 3 and so far, so good. Feel stronger this time as I know every pitfall in the book. I now have to face the inevitable truth , that it is MY choice to smoke or not to smoke. I can't keep blaming Chardonnay or stress for my failed attempts. I also have realised ther is no "right" time to quit for a diehard like me. It has to be now, or tomorrow may never come.Melodramatic, I know, but I have to be a drama queen to summon up the willpower required. Already dreading the weekend and am going out tonight. well, it's up to me. My life as I wish to live it, or the fags ruling the roost.
Good luck to all the new and old quitters. We are stronger than a flimsy bit of paper with some funny flakes inside.