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Sorry to here that you are having such a difficult time...Just remember though, you are not alone and what you are going through others have survived. You will too, if you allow yourself the opportunity.
Never forget that we have made ourselves dependent on cigarettes and nicotine is a very jealous lover. For some people (me included) it does not let you go without a fight. For years and years and years, we have used it to create the illusion that it will always make things right for us. The truth is that, although smoking "appears" to allow us to relieve the symptoms of all kinds of stress (lonliness, hunger, anger etc.), it merely covers up the reasons we feel these unpleasant states of being in the first instance.
When we take away our "little friend", we are forced to stand naked in the light of our own awareness. This is why we must develop proper coping mechanisms. Perhaps had we not fallen for nicotine's lies we may have developed these years ago during the stages of our human development. But that is not the case, instead of using our natural creative survival instincts, we just whet to the store and bought a pack of butts...Crude solution, but effective...UNTIL...we finally realize that that short cut has put us on a self-destructive suicidal road. The ultimate effect of which is far more injurious then actually dealing with our shared human condition.
The law of unintended consequences is in full force when it comes to smoking...Lighten up on yourself a bit here...breath deeply, run, walk, talk or write...Communicate that which is causing you to be uncomfortable. But always remember, that which you are experienceing now is transitory. You must simply find ways to deal with the real you that will arise as you leave your addiction behind.
The option of continuing to smoke is not transitory, it is terminal. Think of yourself as sitting in a room that has 6 doors. Each of the doors represents a coping mechanism. You have the choice of remaining sitting on the floor of that room and smoking your brains out or getting up off of your butt and choosing one of the exits.
Here is a story I wrote early on in my quit that may speak to your current situation. I hope that you will see yourself in it and understand that there are many exits, the key is that we must steel our resolve and strengthen our will to reach up and turn that door handle...And once we have taught ourselves how to do it, we keep practicing until it becomes our natural born way of being...
First let me say thank you all for being out there. This has been a priceless resource for me. There have been times that I have just sat here and read the posts and knew that I was not alone in this. Thank you all for sharing your personal highs and lows.
Although winning ones freedom from this addiction is a personal journey and decision, and each soul experiences the trek in his or her own way, the commonality of insights is inspiring to me. Thank you all for sharing the good the bad and the ugly of it.
I had a major struggle with the old boy this morning, having awakened at 4:00 AM to the cold steel of an anxiety attack. I know full well the source of this mental pain, but the old remedy was no longer availabe and having made it this far I was not about to turn tail now. I had terrible dry mouth and sores (probably from injesting way to many altoids and sharp peppermint over the last few days. I would rather smell like a peppermint leaf than a tobacco leaf any day.
I got a good hot shower and went out into the predawn. In the old days I would have stood and stared at the sky while sucking down a cancer stick, but this time I managed to just start walking.
I began my usual mantra of positive self talk, remembering why I started this quest in the first place, feeling the added depth in my lungs, being thankful for the cleansing that was taking place. Soon I stepped up the pace. Bringing myself to an awareness of all the good and positive things in my life, I let the street beneath my feet slip by at a faster pace.
In time I was running, the sun was just throwing out its rays in the eastern sky and the buildingw where flying by. I don't know how many miles I did this morning, but I will tell you this, I managed to run farther and faster than that old demon and that is all that matters to me.
Take heart when you are feeling weak in your resolve, and know that you are not feeble, you are not lacking in the courage to continue. Each day is a victory for you, even though each moment is a trial. You have a great power within you to alter your perceptions and when you start to do that you will leave that wretched creature far behind
nonic
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B]12/25/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 188
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 5,640
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $1,316.00
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 34 [B]Hrs:[/B] 8 [B]Mins:[/B] 3 [B]Seconds:[/B] 42