Hello my friends at GUS .. I am still not smoking. I am here to say that it gets easier even though certain times the urge is strong, it dissipates after a bit, crawls back into it's hole and waits for another opportunity to rear it's ugly head.
I had some thoughts since the beginning of this journey of the shedding of my addiction to tobacco. In the early days, not so very long ago, it felt like it was the familiar smoking times that were the worst times, with a cup of coffee, when I was driving the car by myself, after I made a purchase, after I had a meal and when I was on the phone. Before I quit, I had given up some of those times already, holding off the urges, but after I quit, it seemed like it was the drama times in my life that they became so important. If I only had a cigarette when I saw that my tailgate was stolen, two weeks before my trip to New York, or when the dealership promised they'd have a new one in two days and it took a week and a half, that I wished I had a cigarette, during the drive to New York with tornadoes following us up I 95 all the way, I wanted to have a cigarette.
I noticed when I became irritated by anything I wanted a cigarette, but then that went away. And when the e cigarette became unimportant and the Nicorette gum wasn't worth chewing and everything calmed down to just being away from home, by the ocean, at the east end of the North Shore of Long Island I noticed that I wanted a cigarette when I was just bored.
So I am just saying, that circumstances that make you think that cigarettes are required to make it easier or better for you are non existing. It's just that damned old addiction that makes you believe that. And the fight with yourself to give that addiction importance and relevance in your life, is your rational. It's just a drug. A bad drug. A highly addictive drug.