Well, made it to day 40. Sometimes I think, "WOW!!! 40 Days, that's awesome!" and sometimes I think "40 days??? That's it???"
I still am struggling a bit with this process. Dip still comsumes most of my thoughts. Not so much that I want to start back up again, but that I still struggle to feel "normal" and sometimes wonder if I will ever get there or what the hell normal even is now. I even still glamourize chew, especially at night when I used to sneak off and get my night cap in. Sometimes I beat the thought back quickly, other times I cannot.
I have good days and bad and even good half days and bad...sometimes I am Joe Positive and sometimes I am Debbie Downer. Sometimes I sleep like a rock and sometimes I barely sleep at all. I think consistency is what I crave most. Consistency of feeling "good".
When I take a step back and look at it though, I really am TRYING my ass off and have made progress. I'm on here a lot reading, I meet with a shrink once every 2-3 weeks and a counselor once a week, I am trying to eat right, I go to the gym now to help with my anxiety, I even jogged a mile around the track at the local high school yesterday. I am trying and will continue to fight.
I do have questions, mainly for the vets...is this "normal" to feel this way? 40 days in? Sometimes I think I'm depressed but my counselor and shrink say NO WAY as a depressed person would not go to the lengths I am going through to kick this addiction.
I guess what I'm looking for is some validation from guys who have been through this before that I really am on the right track, and that things really will get better. I know I am my own worst enemy as I allow negative thoughts to dominate my mind sometimes, but it really is hard to be "Joe Rah Rah" every day. I really do look forward to the day where I don't have to be "Joe Rah Rah" all day, but maybe for only a few brief moments throughout the day.Â
Anyway, I think Im sounding like big pussy but was just wondering if these are the thoughts of someone "on the right track".
Diesel2112
40 days is awesome, but the most important day for you is today. That is the only one that really matters.
You are indeed on the right track.
It will be a while before you really understand how much this addiction consumed your life, and impacted those around you.
Don't get hung up on "normal".
Stay close to this site and connect with others, that will keep you strong in the fight. It does get easier.
You are absolutely on the right track.
Keep doing what you are doing.
Post roll everyday first thing.
Keep your word.
I understand exactly what you wrote.
Here's the good part, You have no idea how great things will get. Even if I told you, You would think I was crazy.
You can do this.
Man you are definitely on the right track! I spent most of the days between 30-70 battling thoughts like you are. Constantly trying to figure out who I am! The addict kept me feeling sorry for myself. Then I would feel extremely proud of my accomplishments. Then I would have those days of being overwhelmed and really not giving a shit. Emotions have been like a rollercoaster ride. My highs and lows have begun to level out but finding the real me may take awhile, like most of us I haven't had adult days dip free! Don't try to over evaluate yourself, just start living and enjoying life without nicotine. Shit I'm sounding like someone that gave me advise 50 - 60 days ago!
Thanks guys. Got my ass kicked today by the bitch. I typically drive 5-6 hrs a day as I make deliveries/sales calls. Not one to leave a dip in for more than 15-20 mins, l used to chew about 10 times a day on my route, so I'm basically driving around in a moving trigger.
Surprisingly ive been doing well on my route, making it through each day and growing confidence. Today howevei got bitch slapped. The sweats, what felt like mini panic attacks without the racing heart rate, nausea, and pure fear and terror.
Had the xanax out a few times but resisted as I don't like taking that shit and have only done so once in the last 2 weeks.
Pulled over a few times, ate some fruit, slapped cold water on my face, did jumping jacks, yelled at myself and finally shit calmed down.
Problem is now I'm scared shitless to go to bed tonight and back to work tomorrow as I fear it will happen again. I don't want to do this every damn day. Sucks to as I feel ive taken a huge step backward. Has anyone else ever experienced something similar? If so did it become routine?
Thing that gets me is that throughout it all my brain remained somewhat calm and at no time did I consider caving. It was very odd, as if my body had a mind of its own, no matter what I tried my body was just going spazztic.
Cant wait to see what tomorrow brings...