Fell Off The Damned Wagon
Tomorrow I’ll go back on the low-dosage nicotine patch. And buy myself a dog, and name it “Willpower.” That way, if any of y’all want to criticize me by saying “Jennifer, you have no willpower,” I can sic my dog on you and retort, “Like hell I don’t. He’s right there humping your leg.”
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So. Ya backslid, huh? What's it been - about three months since you quit? I was afraid of that; I've noticed with several people who have quit smoking (myself included) that a very strong mental urge to smoke re-asserts itself a couple months or so after the physical withdrawal symptoms are gone. It's the psychological part of the "addiction", I think. In my case it was a response to some emotional stress at the time; I responded to it the same way I had for thirty years - light one up, take a big deep hit, hold it, then let it out slowly. I subsequently discovered that deep breathing exercises work just as well.
Well...all is not lost. Pick yourself up and try again. You will eventually succeed in being free of the things for good. Successful people do not give up. Good luck to you - and to your dog. ;-)
Chantix worked for me. 2.5 years ago today, coincidentally.
2.5 years ago today,...
For me it's been 13 years ago this last month surprisingly. I say surprisingly, because usually I remember - this year it had slipped my mind until I read Jennifer's post.
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