I'm in this club, too, unfortunately.
I think I'm drawn to feeling sorry for myself. For the loss. I feel like a child. Why me? Why can't I just have everything I want without working for it? And why can't I have it right now? I have trouble letting go and that may be the biggest lesson of my quit.
What I have found to be helpful are all the same coping mechanisms I've been using. Breathing - sometimes I forget about how important it is. Not to sound too esoteric, but it's the breath of life we are saving and it returns the favor. If I concentrate on my breathing when those negative thoughts seem to enter, I can focus on the now as opposed to the past and future (which incidentally is the source of my negative attention/worry) and much like letting a crave pass, I move on from the worry/misdirected attention. I try to replace the draining thought with a thought of who I want to be... smokefree, happy, in love, fulfilled, of purpose, faithfilled, etc. Admittedly, I don't always win this internal battle, but I know smoking isn't going to help any - it never did. I know I will make it to the other side of all of this.
life or death, live or die. there is only do, there is no try.
choice puts the free in freedom.
no hurries no worries.
keep on keepin' on.
fish
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 12/21/2005
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 120
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 3,625
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $600
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 15 [B]Hrs:[/B] 15 [B]Mins:[/B] 1 [B]Seconds:[/B] 3
