Day 3 of quitting cigarettes. Feeling good about this decision, but this shit is rough. When I’m home I usually don’t think about smoking. But, when we went to the bar last night I literally wanted to snatch someone’s cigarette out of an ash tray and take a drag before anyone could say anything. I actually saw myself doing it in my mind. O_o the fuck? Really didn’t realize I was this addicted.
p.s. Highly recommend the Quitter app- counts how long since your last cigarette, (or whatever you’re quitting) and how much money you’ve saved since you quit. Pretty cool.
