Post by Ann on May 27, 2004 12:47:10 GMT -5
Planning and acceptance....
A co-worker came in the break room the other day, ate his lunch and then left for the smoke-room saying he couldn`t just quit like I did. I sat there laughing cause I didn`t just up and quit smoking one day. Yes I did quit but it was after most of a month of getting used to the idea that I was never gonna smoke again once I ran out of cigarettes.
It may have seemed like I just quit but I planned and thought and figured and thought and planned some more. I did come here and lurk about a couple of times but I didn`t join till after I was quit for 10 days. Too shy I guess, bears are that way.
While I was smoking up those last cigarettes I laid some plans. I thought a lot about `what if?` What if this happens or that happens? How am I going to handle it and what am I gonna do. I knew it wasn`t gonna be easy. I once fought my way thru over half a mile of 3 to 6 foot snow drifts just to get a couple packs of smokes, on foot, in Febuary, in a 20 MPH wind.
I knew I couldn`t do it alone as my trek thru the drifts had shown so I bought a box of nic gum. Rubbing a patch just didn`t seem active enough and I wanted some control over what I was putting in my body. OK, got the gum. Now, when to chew it? Plan ahead and see about a schedule so the gum wasn`t a reward but a chore I had to do. I seldom plan more than a shopping trip but I planned for my quit. Most of my plan is in my profile but I tried to think of everything that could make me want to smoke and how I would get thru it.
I spent those days getting it into my thick head that smoking was no longer going to be an option once those cigarettes were gone. I worked on my plans and I spent time accepting that my life was gonna be different.
Learning to accept things is hard. I`ve always had trouble accepting praise cause I never felt praise worthy. I had to accept charity from my co-workers and community after our house burnt up and left us with nothing and that was really hard. Learning to accept help was hard and always will be. I`m too independent minded.
Learning to accept the way things are was even harder. I used to cuss the weather but now I accept what I get cause I know it will change. I accept change in my life. Heck, after the fire and 2 factory closings and a divorce anything can change. Accepting the changes makes life a lot easier cause nothing ever stays the same.
Accepting how my life changed let me change with it. It made quitting easier because instead of fighting the craves, I accepted them and looked for the basic cause. Find the cause and accept that it was going to cause craves for a while. I accepted the quitzits and the quitfarts. It wouldn`t do any good to moan about them or fight. Accepting them was easier.
Accept the fact that smoking never helped anything. Accept the fact that smoking is not an option. Accept the fact that craves are going to come but they will also go. Accept that your life is going to be different and that you may be a whole different person. It can be hard but once you accept that it is hard it can suddenly get lots easier.
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A co-worker came in the break room the other day, ate his lunch and then left for the smoke-room saying he couldn`t just quit like I did. I sat there laughing cause I didn`t just up and quit smoking one day. Yes I did quit but it was after most of a month of getting used to the idea that I was never gonna smoke again once I ran out of cigarettes.
It may have seemed like I just quit but I planned and thought and figured and thought and planned some more. I did come here and lurk about a couple of times but I didn`t join till after I was quit for 10 days. Too shy I guess, bears are that way.
While I was smoking up those last cigarettes I laid some plans. I thought a lot about `what if?` What if this happens or that happens? How am I going to handle it and what am I gonna do. I knew it wasn`t gonna be easy. I once fought my way thru over half a mile of 3 to 6 foot snow drifts just to get a couple packs of smokes, on foot, in Febuary, in a 20 MPH wind.
I knew I couldn`t do it alone as my trek thru the drifts had shown so I bought a box of nic gum. Rubbing a patch just didn`t seem active enough and I wanted some control over what I was putting in my body. OK, got the gum. Now, when to chew it? Plan ahead and see about a schedule so the gum wasn`t a reward but a chore I had to do. I seldom plan more than a shopping trip but I planned for my quit. Most of my plan is in my profile but I tried to think of everything that could make me want to smoke and how I would get thru it.
I spent those days getting it into my thick head that smoking was no longer going to be an option once those cigarettes were gone. I worked on my plans and I spent time accepting that my life was gonna be different.
Learning to accept things is hard. I`ve always had trouble accepting praise cause I never felt praise worthy. I had to accept charity from my co-workers and community after our house burnt up and left us with nothing and that was really hard. Learning to accept help was hard and always will be. I`m too independent minded.
Learning to accept the way things are was even harder. I used to cuss the weather but now I accept what I get cause I know it will change. I accept change in my life. Heck, after the fire and 2 factory closings and a divorce anything can change. Accepting the changes makes life a lot easier cause nothing ever stays the same.
Accepting how my life changed let me change with it. It made quitting easier because instead of fighting the craves, I accepted them and looked for the basic cause. Find the cause and accept that it was going to cause craves for a while. I accepted the quitzits and the quitfarts. It wouldn`t do any good to moan about them or fight. Accepting them was easier.
Accept the fact that smoking never helped anything. Accept the fact that smoking is not an option. Accept the fact that craves are going to come but they will also go. Accept that your life is going to be different and that you may be a whole different person. It can be hard but once you accept that it is hard it can suddenly get lots easier.
Found on Quitnet