PradaPrincess,
I have been imagining this scenario:
I imagine that I have been a prisoner in a Prisoner of War camp for a long long time. I am half starved, dirty, weak, etc. I was just broken out of the camp and now I have a long march to make to get back to humanity. The camp stinks of smoke and rot and decay. It helps me to imagine the camp as a really nasty place.
I am on this muddy road, just putting one foot in front of the next, slogging along. It is raining most of the time and the rain is cleaning me off. I am with a number of other escapees (like you) and we are all joining arms and trudging along. If someone starts to go into a ditch, we pull them back out. If someone starts to get weak in the knees, we lift them up. But we all keep walking as well as possible to help the group along.
So what I do when hit with a crave is realize that there is no way I can't just slog along for another 3-5 minutes, my arms linked with those around me. I look down at my feet and put one ahead of the next, sloshing through the mud. And I look forward to those blue skies that I KNOW will meet us down the road. By the time we get where we're going we're going to be stronger for all the walking, we're going to feel happy for the thing we have accomplished and we're going to be clean.
I hope that helps. The main thing is a 3-5 minute crave takes, er, about 3-5 minutes. I imagine that I can keep walking for another 3-5 minutes without turning around and running back to the shi!hole prison. I block out the crave and keep on walking.
QM
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 10/16/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 3
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 76
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $12
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 0 [B]Hrs:[/B] 13 [B]Mins:[/B] 46 [B]Seconds:[/B] 38