You know that giving up smoking tension we carry? That tension like a tight clenched fist stuck in the centre of our stomachs. I think its kind of the physical manifestation of our fear. Fear of failing. Fear of succeeding (ironically). Well either way for me its been ever present. Even though i've generally coped well and remained oh so positive and excited its been a constant. Right in the centre of me. I've often breathed it away as I would a labour pain. Or at least breathed it down to a less intense ache. Well today. Day ten. Its gone. And in its place is such a feeling of lovely nothing.....of cool calm. I'm struggling to articulate the smooth, cool. flowy totally devoid of stress feeling I have all through me today. Its just beautiful. I noticed it the moment I woke this morning. A total lifting of something. I feel so light.
I've read enough ups and downs and ins and outs on this marvellous forum to realise that no two days are alike in this quitting business. So I'll try not to be too disappointed if its gone tomorrow. But oh the thought that one day this carefree lightness may be the norm.............
So Day ten and going strong.
A very happy Dippy.