I was SLAMMED with anxiety and depression when I quit. I had no idea what they even were prior to quitting, just something that "other people" got.
It sucked. I was scared shitless. I could barely complete simple tasks. I kept having anxiety attacks, I couldn't sleep, I wouldn't eat, I shut myself off to my wife, my kids, my friends, my family. I didn't answer my phone, texts, emails. My heart constantly raced, I couldn't sit still. I thought I was diabetic (no clue why), I thought I had cancer, I thought I was going to have a heart attack, I though I had a stroke, I had irrational thoughts, I thought I was dieing...I literally thought I was going crazy. I even left the sight for like a month.
But I never caved.
I went through a couple shrinks (one I would still like to punch in the face). I was going to counseling twice a week. I was put on anti-depression and anti anxiety meds. I came back to the site, and I continued to push forward.
808 days later, I'm on no meds. I eat like someone is going steal the food off my plate, I haven't been to a counselor or shrink in over a year, I'm still fairly active on this site, and I actually feel like a "normal" person.
Looking back I often wonder why the fuck didn't I just cave? Or take the advice of my doctor and ween down and use nrt products? Why the fuck did I go through all that shit? I was either stupid or I REALLY wanted to quit.
I'm a lot of things, but stupid ain't one.
I'm no Billy Bad Ass, either. In fact I'm a fucking pussy. Don't believe me, go read my intro (if you have 10 hours).
You really want to quit, do whatever it takes.
If an asshole like me can do it, anyone can...they just have to want to.