I needed to read and so happens this AM I landed on your post. You will make you feel better. How alone are you not? 113 days into my quit and getting this insane success anxiety. Why do I wrestle with guilt over living my long dream come true? My original quit date was New Year's and my body said don't be late 112 days ago. My 1st Christmas with my totally not smoking family so easy it was scary. Told them amongst all that great food that if anyone were to put a cigarette in front of me, I would eat it. Fortunately none in the room. I sang the background music to two Xmas movies. Couldn't shut me up. Then once I get back home and alone the mind starts screaming for a smoke, and I dutifully tell myself no. Monitoring my candy intake which seems elevated and today the day to refresh my honey nut cashews stash. Two weeks into 100% decaf and learned about 478 breathing yesterday. Cried grown man tears all last week, the kind you don't hear, till that all past til the next time. All good if I hafta but I won't smoke. Read I should be proud of my quit and whaddayakneaux here's a reason to be that way that won't be an Express ticket to the other place. Make new year's resolutions every other year, this my year not to. But I will resolve where my quit is concerned, to not. You can too. Be selfish in 2019. Make it all about you. Your post helped me.
