Today Nicole started refering to me as her “non-smoking boyfriend”. I think that’s a bit premature, but I like the sound of it. Every single day it is getting easier. We slept in until about 12:00. Coming in at 4:00 am after partying all night with friends, half of whom smoked, is not the most healthy thing, but I consider it a victory. Its my business to party, drink late, and be social, literally.
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Note: Posted retroactively since I didn’t have a blog on this date.
I kick ass. Here I am, 4 days after I last smoked a cigarette. I have been able to go out to bars, drink plenty, drink coffee, drive around, argue with Nicole, and deal with a few stressful situations…all without smoking a single cigarette
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After my drive from hell last night, but then a successful drinking binge, I’m feeling good about quitting smoking. I woke up late today, had a cup of coffee, and slowly motivated. Nicole and I met Nathan for lunch, we ended up at the same place, unknowlingly, that we were drinking at last night. I reached 60 hours (3 days) smoke free tonight. I’m proud that it has been my most successful cold turkey attempt
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It’s been over 48 hours since my last cigarette, and I’m feeling it. Waves of anger and frustration sweep over me as my nicotine deprived body cries out for the death stick.
My girlfriend and I are drove up to Seattle from Portland to visit my brother and see an old friend. I always chain smoke on road trips, particularly when driving up the interstate at night. The prospect of traveling without smoking scares the hell of me. It was obvious how badly I wanted a cigarette by the erratic and angered way I was driving. Nicole told me “you always drive like a cautious old man, right now, your driving is scaring me. I had some gum to chew, and that was about it. How did I last?
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Note- I’m posting this one week retroactively as I didn’t have a blog set up then.
A little background: I am 30 years old, I have been smoking for 14 years, much of that time I was bare minimum one pack a day, two packs if I went out drinking. Not exactly a pillar of health. I fear situations where I won’t be able to easily smoke, and try to avoid uncomfortable social activities where smoking isn’t an option
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