Cyris_P
Smash Journeyman
I have been a smoker for about 3 years now and I've attempted to quit on a number of occasions. My most successful of which I'm currently going through now as I haven’t had a dart in about 20 days. Now I have broken bones, gotten any number of diseases and been forced to deal with hellish people for extended periods of time, but nothing lives up to the anguish that is withdrawal.
First let me explain the curse of threes. Many smokers find that when they quit, the worst of times occur in a pattern of threes (First 3 days, third week, third month), and this being my third week off those f***ing sticks of pleasure, I tend to agree.
The first 3 days were the roughest as far as nicking out goes, but I was able to seclude myself from society for that short amount of time and get through the constant lust for gratification. Seclusion, however, isn’t even a choice when it comes to the subsequent months.
The first 2 weeks were by no means easy, but this third is somehow far more difficult. I have to work at 6:30am and I went to bed around midnight. I woke up suddenly about an hour ago (3:30ish) and I can’t get back to sleep. Work is going to be hell. On top of a f***ed up sleeping pattern, I’ve been hacking, wheezing, sneezing and aching. There are rashes that have spontaneously developed all over my body that seem to worsen by the day. I can’t think straight, so I’m unable to maintain the relationships with my friends and family and what’s worse, EVERYTHING PISSES THE F*** OUT OF ME!!
Lately, I’ve had about 2 hours in a day (if I’m lucky) where I can actually stand to talk with people, do my work or even do something “relaxing” like video games without being on the verge of lashing out irrationally. Also, I'm constanly fighting myself from having a smoke. In my brain I'll rationalize it any number of ways (just one drag, then you can continue to quit... If you have a smoke, all this suffering will cease... Think of your friends: you'll stop treating them like s*** if you just go back to smoking... etc f***ing etc ). I have no idea how I’m going to survive the entire third month…
On top of this, quitting one addiction is much like lopping the head off a hydra. In the past three weeks I’ve been steadily increasing my alcohol intake and I can’t seem to get enough greasy food to subside my craving.
Anyways, I suppose this is more of a frustrated rant than anything, but what sort of addictions have you guys had to deal with in the past, and what have been the consequences of quitting?
First let me explain the curse of threes. Many smokers find that when they quit, the worst of times occur in a pattern of threes (First 3 days, third week, third month), and this being my third week off those f***ing sticks of pleasure, I tend to agree.
The first 3 days were the roughest as far as nicking out goes, but I was able to seclude myself from society for that short amount of time and get through the constant lust for gratification. Seclusion, however, isn’t even a choice when it comes to the subsequent months.
The first 2 weeks were by no means easy, but this third is somehow far more difficult. I have to work at 6:30am and I went to bed around midnight. I woke up suddenly about an hour ago (3:30ish) and I can’t get back to sleep. Work is going to be hell. On top of a f***ed up sleeping pattern, I’ve been hacking, wheezing, sneezing and aching. There are rashes that have spontaneously developed all over my body that seem to worsen by the day. I can’t think straight, so I’m unable to maintain the relationships with my friends and family and what’s worse, EVERYTHING PISSES THE F*** OUT OF ME!!
Lately, I’ve had about 2 hours in a day (if I’m lucky) where I can actually stand to talk with people, do my work or even do something “relaxing” like video games without being on the verge of lashing out irrationally. Also, I'm constanly fighting myself from having a smoke. In my brain I'll rationalize it any number of ways (just one drag, then you can continue to quit... If you have a smoke, all this suffering will cease... Think of your friends: you'll stop treating them like s*** if you just go back to smoking... etc f***ing etc ). I have no idea how I’m going to survive the entire third month…
On top of this, quitting one addiction is much like lopping the head off a hydra. In the past three weeks I’ve been steadily increasing my alcohol intake and I can’t seem to get enough greasy food to subside my craving.
Anyways, I suppose this is more of a frustrated rant than anything, but what sort of addictions have you guys had to deal with in the past, and what have been the consequences of quitting?