This is nothing more than my own personal rant/brag.
I did it. Saturday was rough. I just felt terrible and couldn't sit still. I don't ever want to feel like that again.
Sunday was easier.
Monday was my first day at work as an EX.
And now, here we are Friday. And I am doing it.
I find myself now driving with my left hand. It's funny because hubby says he is too.
I feel so much better you guys. Not tied to the nicotine. Not wondering when my next fix was coming.
Not wondering how many cigarettes I have left. Not even thinking about them.
I sit on the deck. Tip my head back and just breathe.
I can smell.
I can taste.
I can run.
I gave up nothing and gained so much.