70s funks are the real deal. Two blurry days in a row. I am just fine as long as I can stick my head in a hole and not talk to anyone.Â
Wife thinks I should snap my fingers and be back to normal. What the hell is normal? I have been poisoning my brain for at least 9000 days, 74 days nic free is great but I am realizing that I have not yet begun to "heal". It is gonna take alot more than 2 months to undo the damage I have done.Â
I wish I could say I am getting so much better mentally with each passing day. But the truth is being quit has just shed the light on how emotionally incompetent I am. It has made me realize that I lack the skills necessary to deal with real world stresses. I am not going back to nicotine. No way. I know there is nothing to gain by using. But I wish there was a way I could fast forward the healing.Â
Wife thinks I should seek medical help. Maybe get on anxiety meds or Wellbutrin or something. Big fight over that yesterday and today. I think I just need more time. Any advice from the pros out there?
It's a funk, not a black hole. You will come out of it. Patience. As you stated, your days quit to days posioned ratio is still jacked up. There is no fast toward button. Trust me, I searched the globe for it.
Also, you do not "lack the skill" to deal with real world stresses. Nicotine buried the bastards DEEP down inside your brain. They are there. They just need to be dug up again.
Meds? Do you feel a lot of anxiety? Have you had panic or anxiety attacks? If so then perhaps anti anxiety meds could help. Do you feel depressed, like waaaay down in the dumps, hopeless? If so maybe you could talk to your doc. He would be able to steer you better than I or anyone else could , here.
Your gonna pull through this man. Your in the suck zone but the end zone is near, keep fighting bro. Remember, this is not the rest of your life. Just a small snapshot of struggle that will lead you to freedom and a better life in the big picture.
Quit with you today! Proudly!!!
Anxiety, yeah a little bit. But it is episodic. All of a sudden I'll get a little panicked, like a crave, my jaw starts to hurt and I feel the need to crack it. Hard to focus on anything. It lasts a few minutes, maybe an hour, then subsides. The trouble is when someone is in my face during that time it can be ugly.
Depression, I really don't think so. My wife just sees me sitting around doing nothing a lot more than she has in the 17 years I have known her. She doesnt understand the changes I am going thru. She is used to me working my ass off 24/7, never sitting still, never slowing down. She is convinced I am depressed, I think I am just no longer drugged.
Hopeless? No, not hopeless at all. Actually hopeful, for the 1st time I can remember. Several years ago after a failed quit attempt, I resolved myself to the fact that I would never be free of dip. Now here I sit 74 days later, 100% convinced that I will not dip today and quite sure that tomorrow will be the same deal. I do not want it anymore.
Thanks for the words of encouragement. Cant believe I am still bellyaching after 74 days, pretty pathetic. I should be at the point of helping others by now.