So many PMÂ’s Phone calls and texts. God must be pullinÂ’ some strings for me cause I just got unlimited calls and texts plan on the cell 3 days ago. Gettin things ready for me to keep the quit strong. Every person who PMÂ’d me I believe PMed back and included my name and number right? Thanks for the amazing support!
What I know today, Dizzy, tired, foggy, constipated, keep reaching into the pocket I kept my poison in without even thinking about it. When my fingers find nothing there, there is what I can only call a despair craving. That desparate desire just behind and above your belly button. I stomp it out. It feels good, but I know everyday wont be this way.
I swear the nicotine knows it has lost. Never had anthing close to the strength and these kind of symptoms before. You have Lost.
I know I did the easiest impossible thing I have ever done last night. I listened to all of you, in your own ways, say You CAN quit, So Quit right now. Over and over. It built like a fire of desire. It took several hours and argumentitive postsAnd then I heard my own inner voice, a voice that for as long as I can remember had only spewed the addictive lies to keep me enslaved to nicotine. It was my voice alone. it was filled with determination.
I CAN DO IT. RIGHT NOW! And you better believe I listened.
The Quit is not a time, a date, not an event you can schedule. Trying to quit like this is like pointlessly clawing at the walls of the toxic womb addiction traps us in. Clawing till your nails fall off and your're down to bare bone. And then keep clawing. I did it. Look at my posts only 24 hours ago.
My quit was an earth shaking, life altering experience. Like up right there with the births of my children. Weeping with the knowledge that the poison swirling down and out of the toilet was out of my life and the miracle of knowing it was over.
My quit was a fucking rebirth. An inferno of Self Confidence, Faith and Believing in Myself, for the first time I in as long as I can remember, Collided with the fact that I have hated everything about dipping for so long. My hate didn't matter, the Nic Bitch always pulled me back. Which Collided with the knowelege that I just discovered KTC filled people going through EXACTLY what I'm going through and working to stay quit together. That conflagration burst forth from the Toxic Womb of the Nicotine Bitch in the form of a Badass Nuclear Phoenix of QUIT!!!!
You may think itÂ’s the sleep deprivation setting in, or the fog. And too much Sci-Fi/Fantasy. YouÂ’d be wrong. The quit is that awesome. ItÂ’s a Badass Nuclear Pheonix of awesome.
Worktowin PM’d me and said “Finding this site is like hitting triple 7s” He found out I live in the Vegas Vicinity... I was responding to his PM and others and, when I realized what I have to say I want to say to you all. Thus this post.
Finding KTC is hitting the 7-7-7 Jackpot of Quit.
Quiting and Living KTC is the Megabucks of Quit.
Still Day 1. 15 Hours 15 Minutes along. I am Quit.