Just got back from a RAD weekend at Johnny's in Montreal. Good time was had by all. During the 4-day stay, I smoked more than 3 packs of cigarettes, many of them indoors near a cat (to which I am HORRIBLY allergic.) Tuesday was a rough morning; I overslept, I was hacking and choking as I brushed my teeth, and the cold I've been fighting for a week was in full effect. No time like the present to cut out the coffin nails.
I smoked on the way into work, right after lunch, and at 5:00. Cigarette count for the day: 3.
So here it is, attempt #136
I've tried to quit smoking now more times than I can count. I tried the Patch very briefly and hated it. I've tried the gum and hated it more. I tried the lozenges and they basically made me throw up. Honestly, the only thing that has brought me closest to what can be called success was plain old cold turkey and willpower. Last time I quit was under those terms and it got me 4 months of smoke-free happiness. Then I went on vacation. Did you know that cigarettes are a dollar a pack in Cuba?!? Well they are. Gawd dammit.
This this time I'm trying something new. Every shrink everywhere always suggests keeping a diary of whatever addiction you're trying to kick, so in that spirit, here's my Quit Smoking blog. Any words of wisdom you have would be helpful, so please post your comments.
Here goes nothing...
This this time I'm trying something new. Every shrink everywhere always suggests keeping a diary of whatever addiction you're trying to kick, so in that spirit, here's my Quit Smoking blog. Any words of wisdom you have would be helpful, so please post your comments.
Here goes nothing...
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