Share your quitting journey
It's been a while since I posted my last blog, but a lot happened. Let's just say I've overcome a sad period of my life during which, against all odds, I didn't feel the need to smoke whatsoever. Everyone who experienced what I experienced wants to do all the things they weren't able to do until they recovered: I left everything and booked one round trip flight to Sardinia and one to Barcelona, not fearing the loneliness I could've felt during my trips. They were some of the best experiences I've ever lived in my whole life: the sense of freedom I felt is unexplainable. But...
Although I hadn't felt the need to smoke until then (I could say I'd almost forgotten it) a huge desire hit me real hard right when I started being happier.
I had already decided I would go back to smoking. Fortunately I got lucid thanks to my girlfriend (she's really important to me in my quit journey) and I got back on track.
I had read somewhere that we need to make one complete year pass before we can consider ourselves "healed", that is debatable but does have some truth inside: a year is the time it takes for us to experience almost all the common events that occur in our life, i.e. holidays, travels, arguments, stress, etc... ALMOST!
It had been a lot of time since I had lived a strong experience such as traveling alone, and that precise freedom feeling was about to get me a prisoner: it whispered to me that it would feel even better, much better with a cigarette. That single idea was about to toss my fifteen-months work in the trash. Smoking a cigarette felt worth losing my fifteen-months work, can you imagine?
Next time I'm on vacation I won't feel the same desire, 'cause my brain added one more brick to my quit-building.
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