About 2 months ago, I decided to quit smoking. Much to my surprise, I've been mostly successful, but I don't really feel happy with my newfound health. Here's what I've learned since I quit smoking:
Everything is horrible and annoying and pointless.
According to the internet, these are just a few of the wonderful symptoms of nicotine withdrawal:
- cravings for tobacco
- weight gain
- concentration problems
I pulled this list from netdoctor.co.uk, so it's possible some of these only affect British humans, as they are comprised of a completely different makeup than us Yanks. I never really understood anxiety before this ordeal, but now that I've experienced it, I now know how much it sucks. Not being able to concentrate on anything is just bloody wonderful, but I'd have to say my favorite part about smoking cessation is the non-stop disorientation. I feel confused and I'm not entirely sure what's going on most of the time.
I used some generic-brand patches to quit. There were three steps to the patches; the first step took four weeks, and the second and third steps took two weeks each. That means I spent 8 wonderful weeks with a damn sticker stuck to my person at all times. The red circles are just now starting to fade from my biceps.
I finished the patch program a week ago, so I've been smoke free for 9 weeks. That doesn't sound like a big deal on paper, but before it would be amazing for me to go 45 minutes without smoking, so let me have this one victory. Jerks.
I'm making progress on my projects, but at a considerably slower rate thanks to the concentration issues I'm still dealing with. I suspect that problem will correct itself, and if it doesn't I can always start smoking again.
|They make it look so cool.|
Now I just have to get a handle on that crippling black-tar heroin addiction.