I remember we had a conversation earlier in my quit when the question, "If you knew the end was near, would you want a cigarette?" At that time, I think I remember my answer was yes. NOW I understand I was romancing the addiction and remembering that moment when the brain sensors jonesing for a fix was quieted and I felt peaceful for that brief time. What I wanted to recreate was that hit of dopamine and that short-lived feeling of peace.
NOW I know better, and I would rather watch ocean waves, or the eddies in a river, or wade in a stream, or swim a lap. NEVER another lung searing drag off a cigarette - NEVER!
Happiness, relief and pride I "made it" as an EX-smoker are the feelings about it today, 4 and 1/2 years after I quit. However, if like Nancy. I would be told the time to go is near, maybe one month or two, I'd go up in smoke! The print on me is so deep, so ingrained, I get little satisfaction, if at all, when responding to medical questionnaires about the smoking habit, while the other questions about alcohol or drugs have not impact on me what so ever, maybe because they were never my addiction. I've done it for my health, and mostly for my freedom, and for that I am thankful.
Kudos .... Happy Saturday