I was at my boyfriends this weekend, and I was reading what jonescarp (Dale) posted, and then driving home...my boyfriend and I started talking....about how he knew I could do this, and I remembered just 4 months ago we were driving this same road and I was crying, because I was so scared, and afraid I could not quit smoking. And that I would die early, and not see my son graduate, or be able to enjoy this the better part of my life. This and many thoughts I have had this week have culminated into my thoughts for today. These are my thoughts, take em or leave em. As a friend of mine would say-
IT REALLY IS ALL IN OUR MINDS
63 days now I am quit, and if you had asked me 31/2 months ago even-any of these questions-
1. You have a bad cough why?
2. Can you quit smoking?
3. Is it hard to quit smoking?
May answers would have been completely opposite of what they would be today.
1. Then-I have COPD, that's why I cough up half my lung everyday. Now-Yes inst' it amazing, it was from smoking, smoking must have aggrivated my COPD on a daily basis, I hardly ever cough anymore at all.
2. No I have tried, it's too hard, I don't have time, I work with people all day. I am a single mom, I can't be tired, my son needs me. NOW-yes and all it took was 3 days of uncomfortableness, just like quitting any addictive substance, I felt a little like I had the flu, but now I am fine. It was much easier than I ever thought it would be.
3. see new answer to 2. lol.
The point is...cutting down just made me think about it all the time, the other times I quit, I was always thinking soon I will be able to smoke again, as soon as....I have this baby, or get my surgery, or clear up this cough.
When I finally decided, to quit for good it was really easy. Sure it's a process everyone is different.
Try NRT"S- they didn't work for me, but might for some. Shrug, they prolonged the misery. Discover your triggers, prepare for them, always a good idea. Therapy taught me that about a lot of things. Look to a higher power other than yourself to remove this addiction, if that works for you. Laugh at the addiction, for it really is ridiculous. I wrote it a Dear John letter, bye bye cigs. !!! You aint helping me anymore.
Give the monkey a name, and then take it away, lol,because "the monkey" on your back is really in your mind. In my new opinion, giving it a name just gives it more strength.
One of the lies the nicodemon tells you is-there is a nicodemon.lol hahaha. When I read that..it was like a break through! The light went on above my head like a big bubble.Bing.
