I remember posting here on during the first few weeks and I am astounded that I have made it this far. By no means have my demons gone completely, but I still don't want to smoke.
Yesterday my aunt came round and left her cigarette packet on the counter. The strangest feeling ever came over me - I just wanted to dive over and grab them. Obviously I didn't, but I wanted to. So it proves I still haven't beat this yet. I will though.
A part of me still really misses smoking and always will. It was my social safety net. The feeling of all going outside for a fag after a few bevvies. That's in my past now though. We don't need to smoke. People who have never smoked manage to enjoy themselves without a cig and so can I.
One day smoking will be a faint distant memory of mine, I hope. :rolleyes: