Day 3 seemed very bearable so I think to myself: I've got this whooped. Woke up today on day 4 feeling like the epitome of shit. I must be a huge dumb-ass to get complacent on day 3. Oh well, ODAAT I got this thing. One positive is that I don't feel like I have to shove sunflower seeds or jolly ranchers in my face as much as the first couple days, maybe I'm starting to cope with the whole no oral-fixation thing. Anyway, I appreciate all the support on here, you guys are the backbone of my quit no doubt about it.