Well I have reached day three of not smoking. I'm afraid the withdrawal symptoms are not getting any better. I have a constant headache and at times feel really irritable. Poor Colin tends to be at the end of my temper tantrums. I've noticed that my cravings get worse during the afternoon and yesterday they reached such a height that I nearly gave in. I reached for a cigarette thinking 'only one' and this craving will go. Fortunately Colin reminded me that I had done well and with that I withdrew my hand from the cigarettes and made myself a coffee. Unfortunately Colin continues to smoke so the temptation is always around me. However in some ways this is good because I cannot hide myself from smokers in the long term.
Colin bought lots of snacks for me to eat including fruit and nuts. At one of my low points yesterday I began to worry about putting on weight and really felt fat and frumpy. I have always had an issue with my weight and earlier this year lost over a stone. My niggling nicotine craving voice (who I call Betty) was telling me that it is better to smoke than be fat and that by not smoking I was going to die of a heart attack anyway so why not have that cigarette. Honestly Betty can be very convincing at times but I am going to be stronger than her and combat this damn addiction.
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