Trying to quit: Day 56 – 8 weeks smoke free

Wow! That’s quite an achievement. For me it is!

I am so glad I did this for myself. I am so glad I didn’t do it for anyone else. What I’ve learnt in the past 8 weeks is, no one cares! People forget. They say “well done” occasionally or if you happen to mention your progress. Other than that, no one really gives a flying fuck. No one is commenting on your fresher breath, that you don’t “stink” after popping out for a walk, that you’re not coughing so much anymore. And that’s ok 😊

I am fueled by my own reasons for quitting. And by the memory of how difficult those 1st 2 or 3 weeks were. My progress is just that… my own.

Hey, I do still miss it occasionally. I still struggle with the coping connection cigarettes were for me, but it has become easier. The cravings aren’t completely gone, every now & then I blurt out “OH! A smoke would be great right now!” But, it’s kinda become a joke for us now 😏 I cried a little today – unrelated, but a smoke would have made me feel better.

I’m going to continue saying I’m trying to quit because the last time I tried (maybe 8years ago), it only lasted 18months before stress & loneliness overwhelmed me & I whipped out my trusty coping stick.

So, I’m a work-in-progress. Some progress, is better than none!

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