Thanks ya'll. I'm in tormented hell..No lie...A cigarette floats around in my mind(continuously)..Its like its a person that I love but that hates me and keeps saying.."come to me...I will ease your pain"...Lat tee da...Im here for you...
On the other hand I can breath so much better already...Just in less than three days its incredible how much better I feel as far as breathing..Especially at night..The tightness in my chest and the hacking in the morning is gone already...
But Im dizzy and light headed ..and very tired..and VERY aggrivated..and VERY hungry...so I have been drinking V-8 and eating oranges and oatmeal..and some nuts here and there..and tomato's and avocado...When what I really want it is to either smoke 40 cigarrettes or EAT an ENTIRE bag of SKITTLES!!!!!!!!!!
Before time flies...Now the clock sits there..an goes..tic.....................toc........tic.......toc...
Oh GREAT 10 minutes went by...and it FEELS like an ETERNITY!!!
WAHHH!!!!!!!!!!
Love
Dallas
Believe me, I know EXACTLY how it feels. I quit smoking two packs a day after nearly twenty years, and it was really, really, really hard to do. But I did stop, and have not had a cigarette or any kind of tobacco in about 13 years.
Two things helped me. One was that I caught myself re-deciding if I wanted to quit or not just a few days into it, and I realized right away that I can't do that, or sooner or later I will decide NOT to quit, and that will be the end of all that effort. So I made up my mind then and there to NOT renegotiate the decision to quit. I set my mind on the idea that the quitting was already done with. The decision was over with. Now I'm just dealing with the discomfort of something that has already happened, sort of like putting up with the itch in a cast on a broken arm. That helped me a lot.
The other thing that helped is that I am a very stubborn man by nature, and I found that I could turn my stubbornness to my own advantage. When the urge to smoke would begin to bother me, I would allow my own stubborn anger fight against it. Like, I'd tell myself I'd rather DIE than give in to that damn urge to smoke! That urge to smoke became my sworn enemy, and I could use my own discomfort and frustration as a weapon against it. That helped, a lot, too.
In the end it was time that did it. The first few weeks all I could think about every waking moment was a cigarette. But as eachday, and week passed, the amount of time I spent obsessing over cigarettes lessened. Soon a whole day had passed and I didn't once think about a cigarette. Then a couple of days. Then a week. Eventually I just forgot about them. And now I don't have any urges at all. I'm completely done with them, and grateful as can be about it.
Hang in there! I't worth it, I promise!