When I quit, I had 1/2 pack left. I didn't want to throw them away either! I ended up throwing them in a dumpster where I couldn't reach them. Then I just focused on getting through the rest of the day without pulling my hair out or something. The beginning of quitting really sucks, but I'm grateful every day that I quit. I decided to remember how much I hated quitting in hopes to never have to go through it again. 4 1/2 years later, I'm still going strong and loving it!