I've gone three days without the patches now, and I haven't really craved a cigarette for much longer than that. Don't ask me how it happened; the resolve is just there.
It turns out the hardest part of this journey isn't what I expected it to be. It's this - getting all my thoughts and fears down every day.
By now, I'd much rather just get on with the day-to-day reality of being a former smoker. I can go long stints now without even thinking about cigarettes, but this diary keeps dragging me back to that addicted pattern of thinking.
But it's still been a great motivator. Counting off each day, retelling my little triumphs and little defeats, has kept me focused on the goal. At first, that goal was to take each day as it comes. Yes, I wanted to quit for good from the beginning - but that also seemed too finite, too daunting. I got through it initially by telling myself I'd just give this month a go, and then take it as it comes.
Slowly, that goal has changed. A month? That's nothing. How about a year, or two, or three?
How about forever.
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