Post by judyb on Jul 11, 2011 18:32:06 GMT -5
Dear Quitter. In case you're considering smoking "just one" and thus
blowing your quit, read this, it may help to remember what you'll have
to go throught *yet again*:
Dear Diary: Last night I gave up smoking. So far so good. I have
been awake 15 minutes, and aside from a nagging craving, I seem to be
OK. Maybe quitting wont be so hard.
Dear Diary: Well, it has been 2 days now. It has been stressful, and
I really feel a bit overwhelmed. Cant write more. I gotta go to the
store and buy some food. Somehow I am out of EVERYTHING.
Dear Diary: Day 3 has been quite hard, but I am surviving. Of course
my spouse is a bit on my nerves, but other than that I am fine.
Dear Diary: What the Hell was I thinking. It has been 4 days, and my
spouse wont speak to me. The kids break out in tears every time I
enter the room. I only think about smoking 3 or 4 times...per second.
Dear Diary: I think I have it worked out with the spouse and kids.
They moved out. Said I could visit them sometime next week. It has
only been 5 days, but I feel healthier already. I can breath. Ran
outta food again today (boy food goes fast), but I was too depressed
to go to the store. Dog chow isn't half bad if you chew it slowly.
Dear Diary: Day 6 was a breeze. I didn't get out of bed once, and I
slept 20 hours. The other 4 were hard, but I managed.
Dear Diary: There outta be a law that allows you to go postal when
situations permit. I got to see the kids for a minute today, and
things went well until my youngest decided she didn't want to stay at
the Holiday Inn anymore. Tears everywhere. That's when I told her she
was adopted. (She wasnt). (If she is gonna cry, she should have a
reason). My spouse says I can see the kids again in a month.
Dear Diary: Hell week officially ended yesterday. I am so strong
now, I know I can make it......I can make it to Dunkin Donuts, to the
Ben and Jerry's,I feel great.....
Dear Diary.... Day 8. I have eaten a half gallon of Ben and Jerry's,
a box of Oreos, and a small child. I am sure my breath is better, but
I couldn't say for sure. I have brushed my teeth 15 times today,
mainly to give me a break from eating.
Dear Diary: I know this is gonna sound gross, but I haven't gone to
the bathroom 'right' in almost 4 days. I can pee up a storm, but the
other thing isn't working too well. Feeling a bit backed up.....Maybe
that is why I am grumpy. Maybe it has nothing to do with not
smoking...
Dear Diary: Day 9 and I have gone out on a ledge, I have walked the
edge, and I survived to tell about it. I spoke on the telephone today.
10 whole minutes, and no smoke! What a great day. The spouse tells me
I can visit the kids tomorrow!
Dear Diary: I think the kids are starting to like the Holiday Inn
too much. They have started calling the housekeeper Mom. Compared to
my last visit, they were calm and well behaved. Plus, they had food
out.
Dear Diary: My family had the nerve to tell me that as I smoker they
felt I loved my smokes more than I loved my family. Of course I loved
my smokes more than my family. My smokes never asked for a thing..And
as for shortening my life, I am pretty sure smoking pack upon pack has
not shortened my life much at all. Watching my children fall off a
moving bike has shortened my life considerably. Hearing the screech of
car tires has taken years off my life.
Dear Diary: Day 14. Any chemical addiction to nic is now gone. Now
it is just me and my mind. And I gotta tell you that my mind is
causing some problems. Clearly, as a smoker, I had no brain. (who
would smoke if they had a brain), yet as a nonsmoker, my brain causes
nothing but hassles for me...I want this, I want that.
Here are my stats. A lot of butts not smoked. A lot of food eaten
instead. A bit of my life saved by not smoking, much more of my life
lost by arguing with my family. Some money saved by not buying smokes,
much more lost on Ben and Jerry.
Maybe week 3 will bring good things.....
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 15. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
Dear Diary: Oh MY GOD I NEED TO SMOKE. I ate everything in my house
today, I want to smoke so bad. I want a cigg now. I used the key that
my neighbor gave me in case she lost hers. She has 3 boxes of Ho-Ho's
in the cupboard. I should say Had......I will replace them later.
Right now I just wanna lick an ashtray.
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 17. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
Dear Diary: I found out today that my cousins sister in law's
neighbor's youngest child's hamster just died. How am I supposed to
quit with all this stress in my life?
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 19. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
Dear Diary: Day 20. I decided to paint things in my house black.
Just like the song. It wasn't bad in one bedroom, but doing the
ceiling black might have been too much. Painting the cat black was
definitely overboard. I only half finished painting my kid when the
spouse came home. They went back to the Holiday Inn. I did what any
sane adult would do. I covered myself with a blanket and cried for 3
hours.
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 21. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
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blowing your quit, read this, it may help to remember what you'll have
to go throught *yet again*:
Dear Diary: Last night I gave up smoking. So far so good. I have
been awake 15 minutes, and aside from a nagging craving, I seem to be
OK. Maybe quitting wont be so hard.
Dear Diary: Well, it has been 2 days now. It has been stressful, and
I really feel a bit overwhelmed. Cant write more. I gotta go to the
store and buy some food. Somehow I am out of EVERYTHING.
Dear Diary: Day 3 has been quite hard, but I am surviving. Of course
my spouse is a bit on my nerves, but other than that I am fine.
Dear Diary: What the Hell was I thinking. It has been 4 days, and my
spouse wont speak to me. The kids break out in tears every time I
enter the room. I only think about smoking 3 or 4 times...per second.
Dear Diary: I think I have it worked out with the spouse and kids.
They moved out. Said I could visit them sometime next week. It has
only been 5 days, but I feel healthier already. I can breath. Ran
outta food again today (boy food goes fast), but I was too depressed
to go to the store. Dog chow isn't half bad if you chew it slowly.
Dear Diary: Day 6 was a breeze. I didn't get out of bed once, and I
slept 20 hours. The other 4 were hard, but I managed.
Dear Diary: There outta be a law that allows you to go postal when
situations permit. I got to see the kids for a minute today, and
things went well until my youngest decided she didn't want to stay at
the Holiday Inn anymore. Tears everywhere. That's when I told her she
was adopted. (She wasnt). (If she is gonna cry, she should have a
reason). My spouse says I can see the kids again in a month.
Dear Diary: Hell week officially ended yesterday. I am so strong
now, I know I can make it......I can make it to Dunkin Donuts, to the
Ben and Jerry's,I feel great.....
Dear Diary.... Day 8. I have eaten a half gallon of Ben and Jerry's,
a box of Oreos, and a small child. I am sure my breath is better, but
I couldn't say for sure. I have brushed my teeth 15 times today,
mainly to give me a break from eating.
Dear Diary: I know this is gonna sound gross, but I haven't gone to
the bathroom 'right' in almost 4 days. I can pee up a storm, but the
other thing isn't working too well. Feeling a bit backed up.....Maybe
that is why I am grumpy. Maybe it has nothing to do with not
smoking...
Dear Diary: Day 9 and I have gone out on a ledge, I have walked the
edge, and I survived to tell about it. I spoke on the telephone today.
10 whole minutes, and no smoke! What a great day. The spouse tells me
I can visit the kids tomorrow!
Dear Diary: I think the kids are starting to like the Holiday Inn
too much. They have started calling the housekeeper Mom. Compared to
my last visit, they were calm and well behaved. Plus, they had food
out.
Dear Diary: My family had the nerve to tell me that as I smoker they
felt I loved my smokes more than I loved my family. Of course I loved
my smokes more than my family. My smokes never asked for a thing..And
as for shortening my life, I am pretty sure smoking pack upon pack has
not shortened my life much at all. Watching my children fall off a
moving bike has shortened my life considerably. Hearing the screech of
car tires has taken years off my life.
Dear Diary: Day 14. Any chemical addiction to nic is now gone. Now
it is just me and my mind. And I gotta tell you that my mind is
causing some problems. Clearly, as a smoker, I had no brain. (who
would smoke if they had a brain), yet as a nonsmoker, my brain causes
nothing but hassles for me...I want this, I want that.
Here are my stats. A lot of butts not smoked. A lot of food eaten
instead. A bit of my life saved by not smoking, much more of my life
lost by arguing with my family. Some money saved by not buying smokes,
much more lost on Ben and Jerry.
Maybe week 3 will bring good things.....
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 15. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
Dear Diary: Oh MY GOD I NEED TO SMOKE. I ate everything in my house
today, I want to smoke so bad. I want a cigg now. I used the key that
my neighbor gave me in case she lost hers. She has 3 boxes of Ho-Ho's
in the cupboard. I should say Had......I will replace them later.
Right now I just wanna lick an ashtray.
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 17. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
Dear Diary: I found out today that my cousins sister in law's
neighbor's youngest child's hamster just died. How am I supposed to
quit with all this stress in my life?
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 19. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
Dear Diary: Day 20. I decided to paint things in my house black.
Just like the song. It wasn't bad in one bedroom, but doing the
ceiling black might have been too much. Painting the cat black was
definitely overboard. I only half finished painting my kid when the
spouse came home. They went back to the Holiday Inn. I did what any
sane adult would do. I covered myself with a blanket and cried for 3
hours.
Dear Diary: Well, I made it to day 21. I cant believe I ever wanted
a cigg in my life. I am SOOOOOOO over them now. Wouldn't even consider
smoking. This was So much easier than I thought it would be. Didn't
consider smoking even one time today. Probably wont write again for a
while.
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