Seriously kemps, it’s not all that bad. The first day was horrific, and bad events can feel cataclysmic, like dropping my banana at lunch time on day 2, if I had an AR15 in my hands at that time I could quite happily have taken it out on anyone and everyone in sight.
But each day probably feels twice as easy as the last and it soon becomes much less of a need and more of a want, which is easier to shake off or ignore.
Also I have had cigarettes and vape available and within reach at all times. I think that’s important, having them to hand. It makes it less of a decision, you either do it or you don’t. No ****ing about well I’ll walk to the shop and buy some and see how I feel, I think that sort of thing is a one way ticket to certain doom. Besides you need to get used to being around it so you might as well go all in from the start and avoid nothing.
I stop for the third time tomorrow. The last time.
Seriously Bob, when I wake up in the morning, smoking is history.

