I have come so close to chucking the towel in today. Feeling low, tearful and as if I've lost a friend in smoking even felt as if I'm losing sight of my own identity. My stinking thinking though is a good sign that the nicodemon is using everything in it's dwindling arsenal to draw me back in - close run thing I can tell you.
I read this on another forum:
If I have "Just One" I'll be back where I started. Where I started was Desperately wishing I was where I am today!
How true is that?
I need to put more educational effort into this quit; reading around today has helped me get an understanding of what I'm up against with nicotine withdrawal. It ain't easy.