Hi All,
It's been 85 days since I quit, and I wanted a cig so bad yesterday I could taste it! I haven't really wanted one since I quit. Not even at first. And usually, it's easiest for me not to smoke when I'm around someone that is smoking. Sounds strange, but for me, the "idea" of that cig is what gets me. The reality of the cig is GROSS!
I guess it's because it's a high emotional time for me right now. One of my best friends' Dad died Wednesday night, and she's asked me to make "the calls" to all of our mutual buddies. His death was a LONG drawn-out, unpleasant experiences, and we've all been holding our breath for it to happen since May! At this point, it's really a relief for him to be out of pain and for them to be able to really get started with the grieving process. But it's still a tremendous loss. And one of the first I've ever had to deal with in my life. So I guess that's why I wanted a cig. But I didn't smoke one. It wouldn't help anything, and then I'd just have to add that guilt to my current emotional baggage. NO THANKS!
Anyway. As always, great to have this place to vent. Hang in there gang! We're all at a point where it's getting easier all the time (and that's when the little devil will surprise you!).