Ok, I have read that when you quit smoking it feels like a loss and you go through a grief process. I do not want to grieve for something that was killing me. I have not and will not smoke. I don't physically crave them. My mind asks me " Ok, so when are we going to have one". I say we're not. Then my mind is depressed. I know it is ridiculous, but don't know what to do about it. I don't want to replace smoking with eating. I guess the hardest time is when I come home from work. When I smoked after work it was for "relaxing", a " reward" for making it through the day, and a " celebration" for being off work. Any ideas?