The point of all thisÂ…
IÂ’ve never been a man to express my feelings, much less write them down. My wife has to pry this stuff out of me most of the time. So why the change? Why now? Well, simply because I need to remember this. So here goes my lame attempt of a quit diary. I just wish I had started this at day oneÂ…
A word of warning to everyone who thinks everything is going just fine, and “I can make it no problem from here”….
Yesterday was my 35th day quit. It was quite possibly the worst day that I can ever remember. IÂ’m writing this more for myself so I can look back and remember exactly how badly life sucks having the nic bitch haunt you shortly after kicking her out, but I hope it helps someone else along the way too.
A little history, I used to be somewhat of an alcoholic and was pretty depressed that entire time of my life. You wouldn’t have known it by looking at me, but when I got alone, it was bad. What I went through yesterday took me straight back to that period in my life. I hated my job, my truck, my house, and I didn’t even want to go home to my 7 month pregnant wife and 1 year old girl. And I hated myself for that. It was like the sensible me stepped out of my body and was sitting there watching some kind of screwed up, self-destructing, reality show. I would throw a fit about every little thing that went wrong. For example, my wife hadn’t emptied the dishwasher by the time I got home (which I don’t expect her too) and so I started to clean it out. I really didn’t want to and let out a “I don’t want to clean out this fucking dishwasher!” and tried to break a plate by flexing it...
WHAT? I know that I’m doing it, I know it’s completely ridiculous, and yet I still do it. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!?!? It was at that point that the sensible me said “Wow, this is too much” and I stepped back in and said, “Hey man, go chill outside” Then it hit me. I remember reading somewhere that depression is a symptom of quitting nicotine. Is that why I’ve been feeling so shitty today? Probably. So I texted a mentor and sure enough, he went through the exact same thing. An hour later, I went out to the garage to start organizing and pricing for a garage sale with my wife and started up my Jeremy Camp station on Pandora. The song that came on was definitely a message from God. That, combined with what my mentor said was exactly what I needed to hear. The chorus is below. I don't care if you're a believer or not, focus on the first 4 lines of that song. Powerful.
So I learned that when I start feeling bad for myself or sorry for myself or if I feel like IÂ’m losing control, I tell myself that this is temporary. Go away and take a few minutes for yourself. Spend some time with the Lord. DonÂ’t let your kid see you like this. And when I do, things will clear up after a while. The cycle might happen several times a day, but it will end. Just fight through. Stay quit.
You Are More by Tenth Avenue North
You are more than the choices that youÂ’ve made
You are more than the sum of your past mistakes
You are more than the problems you create
YouÂ’ve been remade
Cause this is not about what youÂ’ve done
But whatÂ’s been done for you
This is not about where youÂ’ve been
But where your brokenness brings you to
This is not about what you feel
But what He felt to forgive you
And what He felt to make you loved
Amen to that.