My third day and I'm in hell. Not sleeping well at night and when I do sleep I dream I'm smoking and wake up depressed because I can't smoke. I used to wake up every morning and think, "I get to smoke today" and it would make me happy. Now I feel like I have NOTHING to look forward to. I know my triggers: coffee, driving, stress, drinking, bordom. I know quitting is the right thing to do, but I really enjoyed smoking. I'm quitting because I made a promise to my nine year old son that I would quit, but I don't really want to. But the fear of leaving him alone because I died of lung cancer is a motivating factor, but I'm so depressed and feel like nothing will ever make me happy like smoking did. Help...