Morning of day 3 - couldn't sleep worth jack shit. Don't care though, it is all worth it. Embracing this shit and am fully cognizant of never wanting to go through this again.
I quit again today. Nic no longer has power over me.
After today the nic will be out of your system. One day at a time.. first month is crucial.. be sure and drink lots of water, and exercise as much as possible.. It'll clear your head, and make you tired so you'll sleep good. Be involved and read as much as possible. We'll show you the way... I'm at 165 and I'm a different person now.. Physically mentally.. it's all worth it..quit with you..
If you can dodge a wrench, you can dodge a ball.
This is the roughest, roughest part of your quit physically. Your body is dependent on the poison, and thinks you are killing it. In reality, you are saving it.
Imagine yourself as driving 24,000 miles everyday to the same destination (We'll call it Point B.) for the last 40 years. There are oodles and oodles of roads to take to Point B. Some are more direct than others. Some are more scenic. Some have better places to stop for food along the way.
Now, imagine that a few years ago, you got a GPS in your car. This GPS got you through the drive pretty easily, but it only wants you to go one route. This route sucks. The road is shitty. It tears up your tires. There's some weird chemical stains on the paint of your car from passing under some bridge that is always under construction. The hookers are men.
But the GPS keeps sending you this route because it is the most efficient route that the GPS knows, and because it is more advantageous for the maker of the GPS. You see, there is a special store there that sells this GPS. The GPS leads you there so you may update it every day. If you don't update, your car may shut down or you might get lost. It's guaranteed money, and while you think you're just out for a drive, this company has you enslaved to it.
If you wander off course, the GPS will bring you back.
Sounds pretty shitty, huh?
Here at the KTC, we fucking plot our own course.
We take out a map each morning, and we avoid that horrible route our GPS was taking everyday. We tossed that thing out, and we don't ever plan on using it again. We have so many options on the route we take, but only we can and should decide. Once we decide how we're getting there, we just fucking drive. It's that simple.
Sometimes the route sucks. Sometimes it's beautiful.
But it's our path.
Proud of you man.
