I haven’t had a cigarette now for more than two weeks, it feels good. I get the occasional urge, particularly during work periods when smoking has always been a stress reliever, but so far I have been able to resist.
It had got to the point where I was feeling really unhealthy. Waking up feeling like I had cement in my lungs. I’d light up, and start to feel nauseous. Perhaps that was psychological.
Anyway, all it took was one smokefree day to get me on the roll I’m on now. That was when I took Jo to the movies to see the latest Harry Potter, I never smoke in her presence and we were together all day.
Then also, I have just come out of a rather severe bout of depression. That probably took my mind off smoking, ironically.
It is good to be free of it. I hope I can keep it up, and maybe encourage H to get off it as well.