Get Mad - Fighting Mad

[Ann]

(This is a war, a war against nicotine so get mad, fighting mad. Don't let nicotine have this kind of control over you.)

Picture it (and I know you all can)...Day 3 of the quit, nic fits every 15 minutes for about 4 hours straight. No relief in sight. What do I do? Ransack, and I mean RANSACK my apartment looking for a forgotten ciggie. I had so many, I must have overlooked at least one...nope not a one anywhere. Next? Out to my car to reach under the seats hoping against all hope that one would have fallen under there.

15 minutes and lots of cursing and crying later, all I came up with was a pile of dirt. Cigarette-less and filthy (car hasn't been vacuumed in quite a while apparently), I trudge back inside to my apartment - which now looks like the FBI has searched and siezed something - and that's when it hits me...

Nicotine just made me ransack my apartment and then get down on my hands and knees to frantically reach into filth. You know what happened??? I felt humiliated and I got angry!! I will NOT let something have that kind of control over me. So today instead of being freaked when I got a craving, I got MAD--and so far I haven't even thought of reaching for a cig.

found on QuitNet, Amy

[Kit]

I've been there and it's not pretty. Thanks Ann, for posting this inspirational stuff, I need all the help I can get right now.

[Graciedonovan]

Great post Ann. I remember that feeling all too well. Thank you.

[judyb]

I remember that anger....it sure worked in keeping that S.O.B. nicobeast at bay!