On day three of my quit and I'm dying. I am in the process of buying my first home and want to quit to save money...I know once I am making mortgage payments I won't be able to afford it so I'm trying to quit now so I'll be prepared. We were out of smokes so it was okay for days 1 & 2 but then my boyfriend broke down and bought a pack and now it seems like it is all I can think about! I've been fighting it by reading the other blogs and it is helping. I also looked at the Google images of smoker's lungs and wow...that was some incentive for sure. YUCK It's crazy though how you can look at something like that and still think "mine don't look that bad", or "that won't happen to me". It it the cold, hard truth that it will. I already cough up black stuff, so I know it's in there. Just saying stuff like that helps because then it is out in the open and I can't deny it any longer. I know I am going through the stages of grief and it seems like I keep bouncing between anger and depression. Ugh, will this ever end?