It took me almost 2 months, and I never could decide a "quit date". But then, it came. Just talking to others, reading their stories, and relating to successes and failures, gave me the strength to keep dreaming about quitting. I'm only on my second day, but it's a start. It hasn't been too bad but I know the worse is to come. I know I can be so very weak, but I force myself to look at how strong I am in so very many other areas in my life. I have to catch myself because I don't like to lose, and if I do, I beat myself up pretty bad. I'm scared to death but have made it two days. Small baby steps I guess.
Have a WONDERFUL week!