I used to be an emotional person and cried a lot but a few years ago I just stopped crying, always wondered why. I thought maybe I just became stronger or just colder or had nothing to cry about. Well I Friday was my quit date and I wasn't quite prepared with gum or anything and ended up on the bathroom floor crying and overwhelmed, I got through knowing it must be the withdrawl but sent my husband stat to get some gum.
Yesterday I went to see my homeless brother who I've been taking care of to the best of my ability for almost 3 years and upon my departure I just broke down and bawled, could barely drive. I see him once a month and somehow this time it hit me so hard just how helpless he is, how helpless I am. I am tearing up now writing it.
Today I just feel exhausted and overwhelmed and feel like crying for no apparent reason but keep reassuring myself that it's just the addiction. I know this is going to be a hard and long fight but I am determined to beat this monster, but I also know that it always gets you at your most vulnerable point when you have your guard down and that is what is so scary for me.
Anyway I am not sure what's up with all the tears, maybe the cigarrettes covered them up all these years and now I have to learn how to manage my emotions better, maybe....I welcome any similar thoughts or experiences that can give me some insight.