Day 277
To all new quitters: You've made the right choice.
Now listen up.: Your brain is going to be lying it's ass off to you. The next few days will seem like the worst you've ever had. Headaches, mouthaches, cravings, nicotine rages, sore throats, and the dreaded munchies...and thats just the first few days, but here's the tits: It only takes a few days for all that worthless shit people call nicotine to be completely out of your system. How long it stays out will be completely up to you. Not your kids, your wife, or your dead friends; in the end it's just you. Now after those few days, you will feel better, and I think we can all promise you that. Consider though, that throughout those few days and for several more after, you will question your resolve, your brian will make up excuses for you to cave, and even your asshole friends will taunt you "Aww come on you pussy!" Chose to ignore them or fight them. Either way, if your resolve is weak and your quit is half-assed, you will continue to be nicotine's cum-dumpster. No lie.
I've been quit for about 277 days, but I'm not naive enough to believe I'm bullet proof. Oh don't get me wrong; I hate tobacco, tobacco related products, and the shit-sucking parasites who manufacture them. FUCKING...HATE THEM. That said, they didn't stop by my house when I was younger and shove a plug in my mouth. Hell, the whole time I was dipping I knew it was gonna kill me. That was my dumbass decision, as was all of ours in this community. No, each one of us will have that bitch riding along in the back of our minds for the rest of our lives and all it takes for that slut to jump up in the front seat is a moment of weakness. I have found that over time the bitch gets further and further in the back of the bus, but the bitch is still there. Her lies are a pathetic whisper at this point, but I do hear them from time to time. Regardless of what that whore says, my quit is stronger.