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ZOMG SERIOUSLY WHAT DO WE DO AFTER WE DO SOMETHING AAAARRRRGH
I don't know, Meredith !! What do non-smokers do ?
I believe they pick their noses a lot more than smokers. I mean something has to be done with the cigarette free fingers, right?
I can totally relate to some kind of “weird dissonance every. single. hour.” Also my eczema in my scalp has flared back up. It had been nonexistent for years.
It's kind of sad, but I think I trust never-smokers even less than I used to. Maybe it's because I'm only 13 days into my first quit (but 13 days!) and kind of insecure about that, so I want to hear their ignorance even less than when i was denying the health issues etc., but i sure wouldn't trust my quit to someone who hadn't been there.
Two weeks, woohoo! It's icing on the mud pie of my day waking from a depression dream and getting f-all done /yet/ again, but it's icing nonetheless!
Laying on the couch (because apparently I can't work at night anymore =-/ ) I caught a whiff of myself, of cigarette. Husband and I decided it's the combination of my new nose and not having gotten the car cleaned yet.
Funnier than that, though, is a nico-thought occasioned by a rabbit.
doo-da-doo! My quit app tells me I have now not-smoked one whole carton of cigarettes!
(Two more packs' worth, and I'll have made up for the money I'd laid out for the herbal smokes I didn't smoke!)
Aaaaand there's the depression. Lots of "worthless" thoughts yesterday, and today is just plain on the verge of tears. I think it's the combination of the change and the thing I need to say to someone.
If only I'd spent the last 23 years getting better at all this instead of masking it. Forget* you, nicotine.