So day 1 is over and i'm now firmly planted in day 2. By about 8 o' clock last night all I could think about was going to bed, especially because I had cleaned the bedroom compulsively, washing the sheets and curtains etc. to get the disgusting smell of smoke out of there. And once I was in bed I could not sleep for the life of me! Kept waking up feeling really on edge. Stayed resolute however.
Even though we're only a couple hours in I'm already finding day 2 more challenging. Yesterday I only had about 2 or three craves (or at least periods that were so bad I called them craves) and they were all brought about by walking past my brother's fag packet etc. Situations where other people were smoking and out of sheer habit I was desperate to light one.
Today after waking up and toddling to the bathroom I was confronted by a stinker. "Just have one," it said. "Just one to get you through the day." I flipped it the bird and went about my business.
Today they just seem more substantial. Like as the demon is realising that i'm fighting for real this time he's becoming more and more desperate. I'm feeling good today though, apart from feeling, at times, "I'm really gonna miss having a fag in X situation". Need to keep telling myself that it's not those fags i'm missing; it's the nicotine and just how HORRIBLE the fags really were.
On a weird side note as well my coffee tastes bizarre this morning without the usual mouthfuls of tar and sludge to accompany it. Maybe it's a good idea to invest money saved in a good jar of coffee. hahaha.