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Day 1

Posted by monkeynbs Apr 22, 2020

Hi my name is Nikki and I am addicted to vaping. Woah that's weird because I always said I can just stop vaping any time I want and not care. Well maybe I want to think I dont care but my mind has other plans. Ever other minute is the though of reaching for my vape. Luckily I left it at home today because I knew if it was close I would reach and reaching would result in puffing and that puffing is slowly killing my lungs. You see, I have asthma. Ever since I was a kid I remember having to do breathing treatments on a big machine and eventually being prescribed 2 inhalers. Now I joke that I need my inhaler and I grab my vape and suck on it instead of the medicine that helps me breathe! What kind of idiot would do such a thing? I have been vaping since I first met my husband back in 2017. He introduced me to it but I dont blame him. He may have shown the world to me but he didnt force me to inhale. I made my own choice to get my own mod and then another and another. I couldn't even venture to guess how much money i have spent on making myself sick. Mods, juices, coils, tanks; if I had to guess I would say I have wasted upwards of $2500 within the last 3 years. It doesnt seem like much but that's double the price my husband paid for our 1997 Toyota 4Runner which runs like a champ. I could have bought cars with that money. Used of course and probably needing work but vehicles that actually serve a purpose. Or even the Roomba vacuum I have always wanted, a trip to an all inclusive resort, a new tattoo (okay bad example maybe), even invested the money in a stock or mutual fund. Too bad because that money is gone never to be seen again except within the heaviness of my chest when I try to exercise. So here i am today deciding that enough is enough and I am ready to say goodbye. And I may still be in contact with some of my exes in a friendly manner but this is one I never want to hear from again. Onward and upward to a healthier and fuller breath of life. 


Nrt for vaping

Posted by Snoofy83 Dec 15, 2019

So this isn't all the resources, googling for combination nicotine replacement therapy can give you more.

Everyone is different but I don't know how much nicotine I was taking in until I tried to quit with a 14 mg patch.

How much you think you are getting nicotine wise probably isn't accurate, here are some studies that encouraged me.

However you choose to quit, rock on, hope this helps!


Combination NRT linked to higher smoking quit rate than single forms | News | Pharmaceutical Journal


New Vape Quiter

Posted by Snoofy83 Dec 12, 2019

Ugh. Hi! So, 36 yr old female here, started smoking at 18 in the army, quit for 1 to 2 yrs at least 3 times between then and now, but always longed for a cigarette with coffee. Switched to vaping around 30, it was awesome. No smell, no extra chemicals, second hand smoke risk was about the same as standing next to an intersection. 

Downsides, took in nicotine a lot more often, could vape on bathroom breaks, in the car, in the house, no one ever knew. I thought I was so good because I was at 3% nicotine liquid and the liquid was lasting 2 to 3 weeks. 

Now that I'm on day 1 I had to double patch 14 mgs, btw I was still nicing like crazy. Day 2 my 21 mg patch finally came from amazon with my 4 mg nicotine lozenges and I'm still a little twitchy, should probably use them more often. 

Now I've quit with patches, I've quit with lozenges, I've never had to double patch or quit with lozenges AND patches! 

I'm pretty pissed that I thought I was doing the smart thing, the better thing, and what I'm finding is that my nicotine addiction after vaping is at least double what it was at a pack a day. 

Now the anger is helpful, it makes me stubborn, so damned if I'm going to buy another vaporizer if only because either ppl are lying, or they don't know enough about this delivery system to make the claims they have about nicotine levels.

Other thing helping me quit- cigarettes hurt your lungs and give you cancer. Everyone knows that. Let's discuss vaping and heart health. I am 36, mom of 3 kids, avid outdoors woman, army veteran, hiking, biking, raw veggie, lean protein kind of lady.

My blood work for cholesterol and sodium and all the "poor life choices or unfortunate genetic inheritances" is beautiful, but this past fall I started having chest pains, heart palpitations, and being short of breath. One cat scan, heart echo and a holter monitor later I find out I have afib. I'm not saying it's all about the vaping, but continuing to vape at this point would be borderline suicidal. 

Look up vaping and cardiology and you'll see what I mean. In fact I've been doing that a lot to stay motivated, I have twin boys and a little girl and I can't go dying on them because I like nicotine with my caffeine.

I did a dumb thing, I thought there was an easy way to appease my addiction and still be healthy but really there's no such animal, the easy right choice doesn't exist.

So, I'm agitated, annoyed, and in all likelihood super obnoxious at the moment, but it will get better, it will pass, and stopping will keep me alive longer.

PS my husband quit smoking with chantix 8 years ago, chantix makes me sick but it worked for him and he's not even tempted to smoke or vape after smoking since 13 so I know it's possible, just in case anyone else worries about that like I do :-)

This is my first post. I stole my first cigarette from my parents at age 13, and became addicted to smoking at 14 when my aunt bought me a carton of Marlboro reds (gross). At that age, smoking looked cool to me. 


It is hard now not to resent my parents for smoking around me or my aunt (now dead) for buying me that carton. I am now 24 and more addicted to nicotine than ever. After finally cutting down to only 4-5 cigarettes a day, three years ago, I was introduced by my friend to JUUL. I was shocked by how much vaping JUUL felt like smoking a cigarette; every other e-cig I tried did not feel right. I was also turned on by how discrete the device is as I have always been embarrassed of my smoking habit and tried to hide it from family and friends.


Now, I cannot go 10 minutes without a puff of JUUL. Especially while I am working or driving or watching TV, I puff on it constantly. When in a meeting or at a party where it is not acceptable, I have to go to the bathroom just to vape. (In the latter case, I can usually last 30-45 minutes, although it is very uncomfortable).


I want to quit badly, but don't know where to start. I would appreciate any advice from former heavy smokers/e-cigarette users, or others currently trying to quit who would like to support each other.

In 30 minutes I will hit 25 days JUUL free.  This will be officially, and exponentially the longest I have gone without "smoking" (using to encompass my history with cigarettes and vaping) in my life.  While I want to swell with pride at this accomplishment, that emotion has been clouded by the other extreme emotions I have felt as part of this journey.


My quit journey has been tremendously difficult in ways I did not imagine, and certainly was not prepared for. My quit was not long premeditated, it was a decision made over the course of a week, solidified by one very courageous morning. I thought I had the skeleton of a toolbox, but failed to include in that toolbox what I would use to deal with the deep, heavy emotional side of this journey.


What has become clear as I finally find myself, at nearly a month out, feeling slightly better, is how strongly I relied on smoking as my coping mechanism. I used it to shield myself from my traumatic past, medicate my anxiety disorder, and fuel my OCD tendencies. relearning how to handle stress, and the general workings of my own brain without it has been something I was not prepared for.


My journey has been riddled with setbacks. After making the final decision to quit, and not understanding just how much nicotine my poor brain had gotten used to, I started with those Zyn pouches that are becoming the hot new, post vaping-cool trend. They were disgusting and got me through barely the first 24 hours of my quit before I moved to a more tried and true approach of the patch. Having ridden out the initial withdrawal and adjustment down to the nicotine content of the patch, my body started to revolt. Each time I removed a new patch it left a rash that was redder, more swollen and more itchy than the one before. I had activated an inflammatory response in my highly sensitive system and my NRT of choice was no longer an option. Armed with a prescription for a highly potent steroid cream I switched to gum, and then quickly lozenges after that made me profusely nauseous all of the time. A few days later, my anxiety, already at an all time high, went into overdrive. My body felt like it was on fire, my skin electric, my brain moving and thinking in ways that were scaring me. I wanted to give up so badly, I wanted to go back to the way it use to be. I fought myself tooth and nail as my brain tried to convince me that my life was better when I was using the JUUL and just going back would fix everything.  


With sheer willpower, and constant reminders from this community and others, I fought those voices in my head. I researched the cream I was given and discovered it can penetrate into the bloodstream and cause reactions like those get with oral steroids - depression, anxiety, agitation. It wasn't until I almost didn't make it to my family's thanksgiving (and enjoyed none of it when I did) that I stopped the steroid cream and slowly started to come back to earth.


For the past 3 days I've finally been able to function again. I have done my work, left my house, and even went to a network event last night - something that can be overwhelming for me on my best of days.


But most importantly what I have realized is that even though I feel generally down, and still very anxious, I don't feel much desire to JUUL. Somewhere mixed up with my emotional rollercoaster, the constant voice in my head telling me to JUUL, the desperate need to hit it all the time, slowly subsided. The overwhelming need has mostly been replaced by fleeting thoughts, sometimes they are strong and significant, but much easier fought with distraction, meditation, and really delicious mango licorice candy.


My journey has only just begun, but I have taken a step to rejoin the world. And for today, that is the best possible thing I could ask for.  Next stop, one month, and I'll worry about the rest later.




Tales from Two Weeks

Posted by bonnieherche Nov 23, 2019

I'm not going to lie, I cannot believe I'm still standing - but I am, and I am both amazed and so incredibly proud. 


These last two weeks have been among the most trying of my life, and I don't take this statement lightly considering that many of my 36 years on this planet have not been easy. They have been riddled with tests that no young person should have to experience - from heartbreaking loss at a young age to battling mental health issues - I have been tested time and time again. The test, the struggle, the battle to quit nicotine is REAL. It took over my life, it hijacked my brain, it left me questioning my strength and resilience - traits that those who love say are hallmarks of personality. 


But here I am, here I stand, here I run towards the finish line of that celebrated two week mark that I KNOW I will cross at 12:45pm tomorrow, Sunday November 24th.


Today is a good day, and for that, for every good moment I am now eternally grateful. Over the past two weeks my baseline has been "bad" with many moments of "horrific", "incapacitated" and a few times "feels like I'm going to die". My first week went as was expected, 3 awful days of intense physical withdrawal (which I was taken off guard by considering I am on the patch), followed by 4 really tough days of intense cravings, fought through with appreciation that the horrors of the physical withdrawal had passed. What I was not prepared for was how awful my second week was going to be. Call it naivety, call it ignorance, call it wishful thinking, but I thought I'd have one really bad week, a month of some cravings and call it a quit. Those of you on this site with experience will understand, when I say, oh BOY was I wrong. Week two broke open my long term, deep seeded psychological relationship with smoking (both traditional and electronic cigarettes), and left me feeling ill equipped to handle the ups, downs and stresses of daily life without my 21 year crutch. It started with feelings of depression and hopelessness that soon gave way to anxiety, panic and even terror that I would never feel "right" again without it. Days 11 and 12 brought forward the worst, they brought me to my knees, paralyzed by an overwhelming feeling of dread. Unable to take the panic any longer, and fearing I would lose my quit, I treated myself with (prescribed, under a doctor's care and advice) xanax to bring down my sympathetic nervous system of which my quit had sent into fight or flight overdrive.


I went to bed last night, day 12, terrified of what the future would hold. Thoughts were swimming in my head about the intense obligations of the next few weeks, and my inability to "bow out" of the world as I've mostly done for the last two. Traveling with my family for Thanksgiving this coming week, a 4 day work offsite away from home the week after that, a vacation to Portugal with friends over a year in the making in December, I was questioning my ability to do any of it.


I woke up this morning with that all too familiar "belly full of fire" feeling I get with my anxiety, and was sure I was in for another rotten day. But then something really wonderful happened...gradually it subsided. I got up, made some coffee, stuck on a patch. I fed my dog, cleaned up the living room and did some laundry. I checked a few annoying things I have been putting off, off my to do list. I ordered thanksgiving groceries and a birthday gift for my cousin. I met a friend at the gym and had a great workout. I went for a walk with my husband and dog, we ate lunch. And next thing I knew, it was 3pm and I was feeling kinda good. It was exactly what I needed to continue to feel confident in my quit.


I don't know what the future holds, and I expect many, many more tough moments to follow. But for now, for this moment, I am grateful to feel a little like myself.


My anxious brain

Posted by bonnieherche Nov 17, 2019

Anxiety is a burden, if not a beast to bear. It's swift and deceptive, fast and sneaky. It can show up out of nowhere, for seemingly no reason, and stays around as long as it pleases. It can take many forms - sometimes an uncomfortable heat radiating from your belly outward, sit heavy like an elephant on your chest, leaving your gasping for breath, or it can slam down on the gas peddle of your heart, until you hear it racing and pounding in your ears. Like lightning it speeds from your body to your brain, poisoning it with compulsive, spiraling, circling irrational thoughts.  You are left feeling trapped and powerless it in it's embrace.


You try to fight it, and you know what they say, you've been here before. You go for a walk, put on some calm music, take some long deep breathes.  You work out, try to see a friend, read a book, drink a tea, meditate, shut off all the lights, pet your dog, see your therapist, your acupuncturist, try CBT, try hypnosis, take a pill....but that beast is strong and powerful. In the throws of anxiety, panic and fear, I felt weak and helpless - until I lit that cigarette, or in future years, took a pull from my JUUL, and slowly felt the fear and dread wash away.


While I've suffered from general anxiety, and the occasional full on panic attack for as long as I can remember, it was about 4 years ago that it spiraled out of control. I remember the day, the moment, like a photograph instilled in my mind. I was sitting with my husband around our coffee table, unpacking thai takeout, when the heat started. Fire burning deep inside my belly and spreading fast through all my limbs. My breathing became shallow, hard, and the heavy weight of panic and dread filled my brain. I looked at my husband and I said "I think I'm going to die, my smoking is killing me". 


That moment set off the most emotionally unstable year of my life. I lived for 6 months in a near constant panic attack. I consulted with psychotherapists, cognitive behavioral specialists, psychiatrists. I tried 4 different anti-anxiety drugs, I started taking xanax daily. Terrified of getting addicted I would wait until the pain was too much to bear before taking the smallest amount to possibly take the edge off. I lived in constant torture while I tried meditation, yoga, deep breathing, acupuncture and massage. A high achiever in a leadership position, my work started to suffered, I couldn't focus, concentrate or really even care. At the prompting of my caring boss, I took a 5 week leave of absence.  At the encouragement of my supportive husband I used this time to try to "feed my soul" by going to a wellness retreat, traveling alone to truly connect with myself. The only thing that I did not do, was quit smoking.


When I returned from my trip, with my anxiety only about 25% relieved, my psychiatrist made a bold suggestion - "perhaps you should try to switch to an e-cigarette". I was skeptical, and scared, but it was worth a shot. You see at the time, like I have now learned so many of us do, I associated smoking with my sense of calm, my relaxation, my stress and anxiety relief. During this particularly acute period of anxiety the only relief I would get would be those few glorious seconds after I lit up, and deeply inhaled.  I didn't register the momentary relief as the curing of a withdrawal, and thusly couldn't imagine putting down my only cure in a moment of such anguish. 


The e-cigarette seemed like a fair compromise - and it was worth a try. I set a 3 month plan for myself to transition slowly, cigarette by cigarette, and was pleasantly shocked to realize how satisfying my shiny new JUUL was and that in one week's time I was "free". While the following two years had their anxious ups and downs, I was overall markedly better. With the help of my JUUL, and the occasional xanax, I regained my ability to function, even was able to take a new job, and about my life I went, free from the fear that took me down in the years before, that the cancer sticks I loved so deeply were going to be my demise.


My tale is one of "you can run but you can't hid". This year among the scrutiny, a rise in teen nicotine addiction, and the media frenzy around the true impacts of vaping nicotine on your health, sent my anxiety back into a tailspin. I could no longer deny the deep seeded connection between my anxiety and my nicotine use. I could not help but realize that when I would refer to myself as a "life-long anxiety sufferer", I was referring to the alignment with the year I became addicted to nicotine. I could no longer hide from myself the fact that the JUUL allowed my addiction to spiral completely out of control and that my brain was now living in a near constant state of withdrawal. 


As I write this probably too long post, I am 6 days, 22 hours and 8 minutes free from the evil grasps of the JUUL.  I am no saint, and I while I read and agree mostly with Allen Carr, I have chosen to use NRT in the form of the patch because, know thy self. I am pouring myself in to this post, this community and many others because unlike what Carr has promised, and even though I am so incredibly proud and happy to be free, and to have a life of being a non-smoker in front of me, I am struggling. The physical withdrawals I went through in the first 3 days while my body revolted at the decrease in nicotine from 50 high-octane mgs to 21 light and easy mgs did not feel like "pangs".  I shook, I sweat, I froze, I couldn't think or concentrate, I was nauseous and couldn't stop going to the bathroom, I had horrific insomnia and wild vivid dreams. I cried all the time and couldn't think or talk about anything but smoking. My cravings, frequent and strong manifest as the feeling of that anxiety I so live in fear of feeling - searing heat coercing through my body, spiking my heart rate and heavying my lungs. I went to see my psychiatrist 2 days ago and begged him for a help - his response, so painful but true "there is nothing that I can give you that will help, you just have to go through this". 


And I am because I want this, and i need to feel every ounce of discomfort to imprint on my brain why I can never go back. I now know that even though I've packaged myself on the outside as a beacon of health and determination, on the inside I was a I miserable addict, living in constant torture between the smoke free life I knew I needed to live and the anxious pain of near constant withdrawal. 


I thought it would be better by now, but it's not, and that's just my truth. I think there is a wild connection not only between smoking and mental health, but quitting and mental health. I feel things stronger and with more of my body than those who may not have my anxious affliction, it causes me to be compulsive and my thoughts to circle on repeat through my head. It forces me to obsessively google every fear, every feeling, praying to find a magic cure or the answer that I so desperately want. 


I am trying to, as I move into my second week quit, to move into the stage of acceptance. I want to accept that this has and may continue to be for some time, hard for me, no matter how other people have found it or what Allen Carr says. I want to treat my anxious mind with the assurance that while I may feel crappy today, that doesn't mean I will feel crappy tomorrow, or next month or year, and truly know that "this too shall pass".


Some vaping insights

Posted by Hedy1989 Nov 14, 2019

Ok, it's been almost 4 weeks since I've quit the vape. I've had some powerful urges and sometimes just a general feeling of 'there's something missing here' because I was always doing it...When I was vaping, I used e-juice that was only 3mg, which is next to nothing as far as nicotine goes. I believe this is what has made my quit bearable.  Even though I was constantly vaping, it was such a low dose that my physical withdrawal was very minimal. It's mostly the psychological side of things that are harder to deal with...another thing that is awful is how my lungs still feel at night if I find myself sleeping on my back...I am praying that I haven't done serious damage. I do feel a slight improvement, but it's still there. I am writing this to encourage anyone who is considering stopping vaping to just do it. Being a slave to a chemical is just not the business. This thing is a viper with 3 heads full of sharp teeth and loads of venom. I would recommend dropping down to 3mg maybe a week or two before quitting just to prepare yourself physically for the withdrawal. If I did it, I know anyone can do it. 


Reasons to quit vaping

Posted by RIPMintJuul Nov 12, 2019

The beginning is usually the best place to start.

I bought my first vape pen about three years ago, having convinced myself it would be a good way to quit smoking cigarettes. It was! Within a month, my lungs felt better. I could hike again without feeling like my lungs were going to explode. It felt like a big win.

It all went according to plan for a while. After a month, I lowered the nicotine content of my vape juice. A month later I did it again. A month after that, though, I was using it twice as much and didn't feel ready to step down. Then the whole buying e liquid at a special store and replacing coils and cleaning tanks thing got annoying, so I switched to a disposable e cig. Then I felt guilty about throwing away batteries and plastic daily, so I decided a juul would be the happy medium I was looking for.

It started with one 3% pod a day, but now it's two. I spend more money on juul pods now than I ever did on cigarettes. And as my loved ones' patience with my vaping has declined, I've gotten sneakier. I vape in bathrooms. I take my dog for an unreasonable number of walks when we visit family. I eat lunch out instead of bringing it so I can cheech out my car with minty clouds. I feel like I'm leading a double life, but instead of something exciting like international espionage, I am sitting low in the driver's seat of my car in a mall parking lot, desperately sucking on a plastic rectangle and hoping that none of my coworkers decide to treat themselves to a quick trip to Sephora.

It is so stupid! I may not think of myself as a smoker (oh, small but comforting technicality!) , but I am absolutely a nicotine addict.


So as a reminder for myself, these are the things I am looking forward to as an ex-nicotine addict:

• No more hiding

• No more scheming inconspicuous ways/places to vape

• Calmer thoughts

• More money 

• More time doing things I enjoy

• Living free of nicotine's absurd mind control

• Better productivity at work and home

• No more urgent, secretive trips to the gas station

• Better sleep

• Better focus

• Better athletic ability

• Fewer sinus infections

• Lower blood pressure (it's always been pretty good, but why not get competitive about it?)

• No more horrifyingly large stashes of spent juul pods


The Beautiful Truth

Posted by Hedy1989 Oct 31, 2019

I almost called this post the Ugly Truth, but changed my mind, because, although it may have an ugly side (me not really quitting on my quit date), the beautiful part of it is what I'm going to focus on. My original quit date was supposed to be sometime around a couple of weeks ago. I don't recall the exact date, because it never happened!  I injured myself doing the tent and shortly after, realized that I had some e-juice left over, so I kept right on truckin. I laid on the couch for what seemed like days (it was). In between chiropractor visits, I watched TV shows, movies, read a lot, but totally avoided this or any other site that had to do with vaping...I was glad for the extra juice and just went into ignore/denial mode (the viper was happy about that and honestly, so was I). I would worry about that quit date later, I told myself. I will deal with it later. The juice ran out on the 22nd and I haven't looked back (at least not long enough to start again). I seriously contemplated just putting it off until the new year and planned on getting more supplies, but something in me just didn't. I was ready to be done. Today is the 9th day of no vaping and I'm feeling pretty good. In a way, I've put it out of my mind and have told myself it's not something I do anymore, it's not who I am and doesn't fit with my identity anymore. I told one of my friends that I quit and he looked at me and said 'good, it's not very becoming of you'...I had to laugh at that one. I have told myself a thousand times that vaping gave me nothing and actually has probably damaged my still aching lungs. I have had some cravings and wild urges to run out and buy some supplies a couple of times, but my dear husband and some friends have been very supportive. Not to mention, I'm a daughter of the Most no, it's not very becoming of me at all.


Galatians 5:24 - Those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with it's passions and desires. 


I am a warrior and a flesh crucifier  Woohoo!!


Oh the pain

Posted by Hedy1989 Oct 17, 2019

Yesterday morning, hubby and I had some chores to do around the's a massive 2.5 acre property with two Airbnb's on of them is a giant canvas glamping tent.  Well, it needed to be washed and re-waterproofed for the winter, a task that I've been dreading for the last 2 months. The countdown to that chore was almost worse than the Quit Date Countdown, I'm not even kidding.  This tent is massive, around 120 square feet inside and 16' in diameter. We were going to take it to the laundromat and stuff it inside an 80lb washing machine. Hubby said 'no problem, easy'...we started the work and almost immediately, my low back went on strike, refusing to do the job. I managed to hobble around most of the day trying to help where I could, but this was some serious pain. We (he) managed to get the tent back up, but I was down for the count. I am still down today and thankfully have some leftover pain killers from some other painful incident a while back. This is all I can think of, so I guess it's a blessing in disguise? Lemons into lemonade, as they say. Off to some binge watching, thank you for all of the encouragement. If anyone is the praying type, I could use some.

It’s the best feeling in the world to be done with smokes and vapes!



Posted by Hedy1989 Oct 15, 2019

For so long, I've been unhappy with you in my life, but I've kept coming back to you again and again, the very definition of insanity. You've distracted me from my family and from living my life in freedom from your disgusting chains. You've exhausted me with your relentless demands on my time, money,'re always there beckoning, a fake stress reliever and promiser of relaxation, but I always need more and more and I'm never really satisfied with your offerings. In fact, I've never been so anxious as I am with you in my  life. My lungs hurt to breathe sometimes. A lot of times. There is nothing I'm getting from this relationship, it is truly pointless and I know in the end it will be the death of me. I've got better hopes for my death than what your end is. It is time to say goodbye, for me to move on. You've stolen precious time from me...years I can't get back. You are a vapor, here one second, gone the next, a useless chemical, ravaging every cell in my body. Right now a song is looping through my mind, 'you're no good, you're no good, you're no good, baby you're no good'. And you aren't. I know you'll try to come back, and I will resist you. I have more power than you and more than you ever thought I did. I don't need you. Get out of my life. 

I don’t understand how I could have been so blind to the simple truth that God gave us lungs to process oxygen. Lungs are not made for smoke or electronic vapor. 

Anyway I will not dwell on why I treated my lungs so badly. I will now work to treat them with the love and respect they deserve. I will breathe in air and only air.


Here’s a little info from the American Lung Association.

Hello there this is my first post! My name is Courtney, I am in my early thirties and I am ready to break free from nicotine addiction! I have been puff free for 5 days now and it hasn’t gotten much easier yet. (days 2-3 were the worst though!) I started smoking cigarettes when I was in college and smoked for about 7 years. I got my first vape pen 8 years ago that was shaped like a cigarette and came with cartridges. After a while I needed more of a hit so I started going to refillable vape pens and then to larger ecigs with tanks and large batteries. After so many years of smoking ecigs I had this phlegm that coated my throat and had me constantly clearing my throat. I knew I needed to give them up soon. Then I saw a few news articles about people getting irreversible lung disease from smoking ecigs and that sealed the nail in the coffin for me (hopefully figuratively). I was so addicted to my ecig it was crazy. I would not go anywhere even when at home without it in my hand or in my pocket. I smoked it all day at work at my desk, then all night at home in the front of the tv. I was never as addicted to cigarettes as I was to vaping and now I was spending $150/month on juice and coils. I would hit it every 5-10 minutes all day long! Back when I smoked I usually only smoked around 3-5 cigarettes a day. I started off with 18mg nicotine and have been using 3mg for the last year and even went down to 1.5mg the past few months. My husband and I gave up drinking 2 years ago in July and that was a cakewalk compared to giving up vaping since the device had basically become an appendage. 


I was so sick of having something controlling my life and costing me so much money! And to be honest, I was scared of all the recent reports of respiratory issues of vaping and I noticed that my teeth were getting sensitive which could be related to vaping. I quit on 9-9-19 and I have noticed that my anxiety and panic attacks have almost been nonexistent so part of me thinks the constant flow of nicotine is what caused it in the first place. The first 2 days my body felt great it was just tough coping with giving up the physical addiction of having my ecig wherever I went (similar to a cell phone). On day 3 and 4 I have noticed that my throat is very sore, my nose is congested and I am having difficulty breathing. I think it might be my body trying to clean itself of this film that has coated my lungs and throat. Question: Has anyone else who has been vaping for a long time experienced this? I'm really hoping it will get better with time! The following helped me quit: nicotine gum, cinnamon gum, mints, exercising everyday, drinking lots of water/tea/seltzer water, constantly staying busy, having little yells/grunts to get you through a bad crave, and taking a lot of deep breaths while chanting little mantras like “This too shall pass.” Best of luck to the other former vapers! I hope you can break the chains that are holding you captive. 




Jeremiah 29:11