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My Radioactive Decay
My new quit was highly unstable. A high-energy brain so wired for nicotine and deprived of its drug that it was dangerous. Caution: Radioactive, Pure Hell, Rage, the Fog.
Soon I hit a half-life. More stable but still radioactive. Cravings, irritability, insomnia, fatigue, inability to concentrate, headaches and sore throats.
Then another half-life. I moved on to doldrums, the blahs, and the blues.
On it went. Day after day. Half-life after half-life. 1st floor, 2nd floor, 3rd floor... More and more stable. Less and less radioactive but never benign. The rate of decay was always predictable, yet impossible to predict.
You will always be an addict but you never have to be in danger again.
Post your promise.
Stay vigilant.
Protect your quit.
Refuse to cave.