Well it’s officially been a week since my last cigarette. I’ve been feeling pretty easy with it, but honestly I kind of miss smoking sometimes. Which is interesting because it’s really the first time I’ve felt like that while quitting. Sure there are cravings and all that, but it’s different than missing it. I’m not exactly sure how to explain it, but it’s the difference between wanting something and needing something. At this point I’m not really feeling like I need a cigarette. I suppose I really don’t feel like I want one that much. The idea of it is really not all too appealing. But the idea that I can’t ever have a cigarette again, ever. That makes me miss it a little. I guess just because I’ve lived with it for so long. And there’s the rub.
Overall I feel pretty good about quitting. Finally feel like it’s really working. If you hadn’t read to post below I quit “for Obama” so to speak. I like to think of it as quitting for all the causes that Obama stands for and that I hope come to light in the next four to eight years. More over I’m quitting for a cause though. Like a marathon or something, except instead of walking/running/biking (or whatever) I’m “fasting” so to speak. But it’s for a higher cause, which makes it easier or rather harder to start again. It’s the permanent part that I think I’ll be having a bit of a problem with. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned about quitting smoking, it’s that it only works if your really quit. There’s just never a point where you can successfully say, “oh, I can have just one.” Not for me at least.
Way to go, cuz!