Day 3...mostly hanging out at home, listening to audio book, (had been working the the yard earlier in the week, but it’s a little cold and wet out.) Cravings have hit in cycles, sometimes a very strong urge, sometimes a gentle pull and sometimes I forget that everything is a little different for the last three days.
Drank a lot of water. Snacked too much.
I guess the gratitude for today is this:
Thank you for the Quit. If I was simply out of product I would be hella anxious. As it is, yes, the are moments of anxiety and and discomfort, but with a support group behind me and a plan, it feels manageable.
As the spouse is about to return home, I can feed the cats, tidy up, but I don’t have to squeeze in that last big hit of nic, then stress on cleaning that up and hiding any evidence....then still worrying that I missed a nasty brown splash on my face or shirt or toilet bowl or shower......
Last September when I was just lurking and had put down the nic for maybe a week, there was a feeling of inevitability that I would use again. Today I can stay clean and know I can choose to repeat staying clean tomorrow.