Made it through Day 5, which was much less foggy than 4. It did take a few mouthfuls of sunflower seeds to kill some post-meal cravings. I feel a little weak for resorting to that, but it felt good to walk into a gas station and NOT buy a can of dip.
Like I said yesterday, I'm happy with how this is going but I thought I'd be overwhelmed by a sense of pride and desire to finish strong. Instead, at my weakest moments, I'm actually romanticizing the "old" days and really emotionally missing dip. It sounds crazy to even type that, but that is exactly how I felt, which in turn made me feel like I wasn't really prepared to quit. What a devious set of self-delusions that was. Fortunately, I stuck hard to the quit and all in all Day 5 wasn't that bad. It was just self-reflective and strange.
I think I'm seeing now why the focus needs to be on the short term: quit today, and deal with later later. I do hope that crazy romantic feeling goes away over time though.
I'm going to punch Day 6 in the face today.