So I stopped smoking and drinking at the same time last Wednesday, August 1st. I realized the other day that I've been a smoker and a drinker since I was my daughters age of 14...I looked at her a couple days after I decided to stop and thought, My God...it's been that long? I'm 53 by the way. I started "journaling" a few months back and have found that the exercise of writing about my decision to stop (I hate the word "QUIT" as it has negative connotations) and the experiences that go with it is very helpful. It's almost consuming...kind of like smoking and drinking I think. I've never Blogged anything, but also thought that along with my own writing it might be just as helpful to post here and see how others have coped. I know it's only day 5, and inside my head I'm telling myself ..."you're not drug addict, you don't need this"....but deeper down I do. I don't have a big cheering section rooting me on as I've been a closet smoker most of my life. Let me know your thoughts. I'm stopping with no gum or patches or anything else, my mind telling me it's better that way.
