Hi just reporting in yesterday was the worst day i have had by far since quitting.
I had to drive from Manchester to Glasgow after picking up a new car from someone who doesnt drive the length of herself usually. Motorways that i was practically aquaplaning on with zero visibility the thought of i need a cigarette to calm down would not leave my head. Fortunately there aint no where to go on the m6 lol.
It got worse once i hit abington services my partner told me the way to get home from there as he was taking a different route ended up in Baillieston for an hour going round and round no one i stopped had a clue how to get back on the m8. I must have passed about 10 corner shops shaking tired and p****d off however i did not give in.
Eventually god bless google maps i got home to my mums whose a smoker and her partner also a smoker but again i resisted
Am so proud that as stressed out and as frustrated as i was i didnt give in because usually yesterday would have been about a 40 fag day when i only smoked about 15 per day. This is a huge milestone for me and has given me the confidence to say i dont think i will start again