on the 21st it will be 6 months for me, I was up to 2 packs a day. What worked for me, and I highly recomend it, is I caught pnuemonia a week after quitting. It really helped me get over the hard part. Is there anybody you know that looks like Nichol_storm that just happens to have bronchitis and is willing to give you a deep tongue kiss? Cause if there is, you should jump at the chance. Then you ignore it, cause it’s natural to think the cough is just from quitting, it’s not bronchitis, and it develops into pnuemonia.
I was thinking of publishing this method. Ya know, JAMA, Lancet, New England Journal, Mad. Whoever.
You and I know that at withdrawl’s worst moments, we’d love to grab that pack with the cow rectum and booger cigs and smoke away. In. a. heartbeat. Hell, at least those are natural ingrediants. I think what finally worked for me was thinking about why I was doing it. Constantly. All joking aside, I actually think I was lucky to have caught pnuemonia, but if I didn’t, I still think that this would have been the time it actually stuck. I was just more prepared mentally this time. Sure the cravings and withdrawl are physical, but mental is were you’ll win or lose.
I also would take stock at the end of the day. “Self. Today was a really really shitty day. This totally sucks, and I never want a day like this again. But I know tomorrow will be about the same.” But I knew that eventually the days would get better. Ever so slightly.
I’ve lost twenty pounds and began excercising regulalry, which is so not like me, but we smokers are a compulsive bunch. If we don’t find something to take care of our nervous energy, we’re doomed. Find something you enjoy that you can do, reading, excersing, mad passionate monkey sex with your SO, whatever works.
Aint it great hacking out those lung biscuits? It feels strangely good. I still can get a nice satisfying one in the morning sometimes, 6 months after the fact.
