The monkey is almost dead
For those few folks who might want to know, today is my 13th day without cigarettes and I think I have finally kicked the habit and that ugly 'monkey on my back' is almost gone.
The first 4 days were hell, and I isolated myself at home and just dealt with all the demons alone. Oh, they come, those demons, and play games and tricks with the mind and try many things.... "come on... just one cigarette… you can have one... its ok...just one puff... just have one cigarette and all this pain will go away.. you know it will…" Those tricky demons in my head drove me so crazy for hours at a time over those first days. At times I was on my knees, head in hands, a complete and physical emotional wreck. This was the power those cigarettes had gained over me for so many years.
During all this time, my gf had really no idea, empathy or understanding of what i was going through, even though I tried to explain. I can’t expect her to understand, nor can I ask for any sympathy, since this is my own, self-created problem and addiction.
Each day I wake up now, I can feel my body is healing more, my sense of smell and taste is returning. I can breath deeply again and I have more energy. My eyes are clearer and so is my head.
But, the irony is that now I have gained so much, but I’ve lost my sunshine - the one who was my inspiration for me to go through all of this and finally give up. She was the final reason to choose life rather than a slow death.
So, for what it’s worth, here’s my advice to anyone who is considering giving up an addiction – Getting over a serious addiction (such as cigarettes) is a very self-indulgent, self-absorbing process. Make sure your relationship is solid, make sure the people closest to you FULLY understand the process, and make sure you have a lot of support, faith and patience from those around you BEFORE you start.
Cheers (from a non-smoker)
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