All I am thinking about is how I need a dip. I can smell it, I can taste it, my mouth waters just thinking how nice it would be. How screwed up is that, something you know will eventually kill would make your troubles easier to handle.
Man, I'm not that far ahead of you, and I'm by no means a vet, or probably even qualified to give anything other than an opinion here. But maybe since I JUST went through this, the fact that it is still VERY fresh in my mind will help you out a little. I'm on day 19 today, and day 5 for me was very close to what you're describing. I threw a little temper tantrum as well. It was therapeutic to throw it, but what NOLAQ and some of the other guys told me was more therapeutic. There is some serious shit that you need to hear, and you can't tell it to yourself.
Our day 5's are very similar, and I'll hedge a bet that many other people's day 5's are similar to yours. Find a way to make this quit about you bro, but in the mean time, do some reading on this site. I don't care where. You can head over to my intro page
index.php?showtopic=5853hl= and read NOLAQ and Coach and Keddy and some other folks telling me what I couldn't tell myself. I needed those guys to do what they did and it got me through a rough fuckin day. Hopefully there's some stuff in there that will help you out. And from there, read some other people's stories. Find the people that are right for you and your quit, but listen to everyone man. We've all been there before.
I'm going to paraphrasingly quote NOLAQ here because when he said this to me, it woke me up. Hope it wakes you up too.
When someone "removes half of your cockholster," will you smell it, taste it, and will your mouth water? "Do you really need to be reminded of that?"
^^^THAT SHIT SAVED MY QUIT^^^^
Wake up bro, stop romanticizing that shit or you're doomed.
-Pie