When I decided to quit, I imagined that I would either sail through it or be so distraught that I'd cave in.
I was so wrong! The truth is, I'm both. Sailing along, so proud and confident in myself. Then BAM! I feel like it's only a matter of time before I'll be sparking up my next cig.
But, despite the fact that I have cigarettes readily available (other half smokes) and could sneak off at any time and indulge, I have not once been able to bring myself to even pick up the packet. Even at my very worst moments I have known that THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER DONE FOR MYSELF.
Today was another one of those days, happily minding my own business and then hit by this wave of excuses as to why I should just give in.
For ANYONE reading this post please, if you're having a particularly rough patch, tell someone. Anyone. Complain, punch the air (but try to avoid walls, people etc :rolleyes:), shout and scream, cry.
It makes the world of difference. It reminds you of the reasons you are SAVING YOURSELF from the filth you have been poisoning your body with for so long.
And also, sometimes we just need a good kick up the behind from someone who has been through exactly the same :eek:
Thank you, once again, to all of you who constantly offer words of advice and support (and also listen to me blab on!). I wouldn't be a PROUD NON-SMOKER if it weren't for you.