Okay folks I am on 65 DOF so in the grand scheme of things I am just barely sticking my toes into NML. For me the first 60 days were easy. I had relatively low cravings and was able to deflect them without much thought. However, for the past few days they have grown intense. So intense that a few times I thought I would break. However, I have remained strong for one reason and one reason alone: I refuse to reset my clock. Call it pride, call it stubborness, call it whatever you want, but I would rahter get hit by a truck than to reset that clock. To me, the clock is more than a clock. It is a symbol of when I stopped living only for myself. It marks the time I finally got my head out of my, you know where and to become a better role model for my kids. Its really kind of ironic. I refused to quit for so long becuase I was so stubborn. Now i refuse to smoke again because I am so stubborn. Damn, I just proved my wife has been right about me all along. However, I will be damned if I tell her. There will be no living with her if she knew, I knew, she was right.
