I am f-ing done with this B/S.

[lwildma2]

Getting close to starting day 7...

I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.

Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?

Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?

Fuck, I feel so much better today.

But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.

I am feeling the same way right now. I was on a call with a customer who I spend a lot of time with and she asked me what was going on with me. She said I seemed happier and not as uptight as I usually was. I told her I was on my 7th day tobacco free. She was happy for me and always gave me a hard time when I was chewing.

Unfortunately I am still in spitter mode. Been using Jake's to help me get through. I have already started slowing it down just because of taste and texture.

I quit with you and we are strong!!!

[Stranger999]

Thanks man - we all need to stick together. It is like we are all holding arms trying get back to shore. Let's make sure everyone in the December group makes it out. B)B

[nomorecope!]

Getting close to starting day 7...

I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.

Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?

Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?

Fuck, I feel so much better today.

But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.

OMG, day 7 might have been my worst day. I barely remember it but on my Intro thread I wrote that I almost caved. I don't even remember that post. Don't go anywhere right now - don't cave!

We can do this NoMoreCope! Your user id here reminds me of my goal here. No one needs more cope ever.

I quit with you my friend.

My man Stranger!

I'm glad you reminded me that day 7 can still be tough.
I've been feeling so good today, I might be getting a little cocky.
Thanks for the check.
Will post roll and look for you tomorrow.

We're quit.

[Stranger999]

Post the roll on day 7 and re-read it during the day. Remember why we are here. The bitch must lose!

WE can do this. I quit with you.

[Stranger999]

Getting close to starting day 7...

I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.

Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?

Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?

Fuck, I feel so much better today.

But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.

OMG, day 7 might have been my worst day. I barely remember it but on my Intro thread I wrote that I almost caved. I don't even remember that post. Don't go anywhere right now - don't cave!

We can do this NoMoreCope! Your user id here reminds me of my goal here. No one needs more cope ever.

I quit with you my friend.

[nomorecope!]

Getting close to starting day 7...

I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.

Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?

Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?

Fuck, I feel so much better today.

But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.

[nomorecope!]

On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.

Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.

I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.

Posting makes me stronger, though.

Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.

I'm quit, still.

I feel you. I am still in the fog and it seems to be a little better for me on day 7. My boss thinks I am losing my mind. I called him three times this morning for the same question that doesn't have anything to do with him. Luckily he understands and is supportive. Says he is keeping a list of stupid things the fog has caused me to say and will share it with me on the other side.

Stay strong brother. Keep up with the water. It has been helping me.

Wildman,
Hahaha. Bro, that's admirable of you to keep working through the fog when it's clearly affecting your work. It's good you have some support from your boss. It's hard to be a ninja quitter. The more people understand what you're going through, the better. Great to see you on roll every day.

I'm with you.

[nomorecope!]

On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.

Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.

I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.

Posting makes me stronger, though.

Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.

I'm quit, still.

Speaking of endurance.... 'do it'

The fog sucks. Dying sucks more. You've got this bro, keep it up.

Hahaha! You the man, King. Thanks brother.

[lwildma2]

On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.

Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.

I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.

Posting makes me stronger, though.

Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.

I'm quit, still.

I feel you. I am still in the fog and it seems to be a little better for me on day 7. My boss thinks I am losing my mind. I called him three times this morning for the same question that doesn't have anything to do with him. Luckily he understands and is supportive. Says he is keeping a list of stupid things the fog has caused me to say and will share it with me on the other side.

Stay strong brother. Keep up with the water. It has been helping me.

[KingNothing]

On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.

Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.

I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.

Posting makes me stronger, though.

Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.

I'm quit, still.

Speaking of endurance.... 'do it'

The fog sucks. Dying sucks more. You've got this bro, keep it up.

[nomorecope!]

On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.

Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.

I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.

Posting makes me stronger, though.

Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.

I'm quit, still.

[nomorecope!]

Yeah, boys. We've got her against the ropes...left hook, right hook, body blow, kidney shot, uppercut...step back...assess...right cross, knock that bitch out.

I feel better today, but I know she'll drag her ass off the canvas, sit on the stool in her corner, let the cut man work on her, get stitched up...and she'll come out strong for the next round.

Bring it.

I'm quit.

[pete333]

Guys,
I just hit 100 hours and damn...did that bitch just attack with full force.

I was feeling pretty good and decided I'd go out to the garage to clean it up and put some tools away. I got pretty into it and then started re-organizing all of my tools. For some reason, this activated a certain part of my brain, which I feel had been dormant during this quit, and I started hyperventilating and getting some monstrous craves. I couldn't think about anything, had to stop what I was doing.

I stumbled into my office and logged on here. Spent the last 1/2 hour reading some of the old words of wisdom posts from some of the veterans. They really help a lot, especially the ones that go into detail concerning our addictions insidious strategies to make us cave. It helps to constantly get a better understanding of what the nic bitch is thinking, and how to be ready the next time her ugly ass shows up.

Man, that was intense. I kind of figured, physically, I was over the worse part, but nope...it just got worse. I almost broke down, had to go and just lay down on the couch and breathe for awhile.

She was whispering in my ear "You've done such a great job these last 4 days, physically, you're already over the addiction, let's just roll out and go get a can. No-one will know. It'll feel so good"

Fuck, I hate her.

I'm still quit.

The good news is you got her against the ropes. For me days 4-5 was the peak of intensity, thickest fog, and heaviest craves. I picture the bitch in her final death throes at this point and the good news is that these will likely be the longest intense craves you will have. you may have other intense craves but they will become more and more fleeting and will not be nearly as sustained. You just have to keep your guard up.

Way to go! I quit with you today.

[JGlav]

Evil aint it!! I'm quit for 9. I'm quit with you brother. Smack that bitch back like a
hanging curve ball brother!!!!! ODAAT

[nomorecope!]

Guys,
I just hit 100 hours and damn...did that bitch just attack with full force.

I was feeling pretty good and decided I'd go out to the garage to clean it up and put some tools away. I got pretty into it and then started re-organizing all of my tools. For some reason, this activated a certain part of my brain, which I feel had been dormant during this quit, and I started hyperventilating and getting some monstrous craves. I couldn't think about anything, had to stop what I was doing.

I stumbled into my office and logged on here. Spent the last 1/2 hour reading some of the old words of wisdom posts from some of the veterans. They really help a lot, especially the ones that go into detail concerning our addictions insidious strategies to make us cave. It helps to constantly get a better understanding of what the nic bitch is thinking, and how to be ready the next time her ugly ass shows up.

Man, that was intense. I kind of figured, physically, I was over the worse part, but nope...it just got worse. I almost broke down, had to go and just lay down on the couch and breathe for awhile.

She was whispering in my ear "You've done such a great job these last 4 days, physically, you're already over the addiction, let's just roll out and go get a can. No-one will know. It'll feel so good"

Fuck, I hate her.

I'm still quit.