53 days now, and still going strong...
1.) Quitting cold turkey is about the ONLY way that works for me. “Cutting the duck’s tail by inches” (cutting back, substituting one nicotine source for another, etc.) doesn’t work so well.
2.) Two weeks and the worst of it’s over. Strangely, I didn’t really “suffer” more than about a week, this time. I think if you’re really in the right mindset to start with, you just do it – and it’s a whole lot easier than you think. If you’re not ready to quit, don’t put yourself through all that stress. It’s just twenty times harder.
3.) No drama. Do you want to do it or not? I don’t even tell people when I’m quitting. Their reactions tend to make me want to smoke MORE. I just cannot deal with a lot of smarmy congratulations and back-patting. Like they thought of it first, and are just so GLAD I’ve finally seen the light, wised up, and realize cigarettes are BAD for me. Hell, my HUSBAND didn’t know I’d quit for the first eleven days. My father in law, who lives with us and has wanted me to quit for years, didn’t notice for TWO WEEKS (and I kind of wish he still hadn’t – would you believe I QUIT, and THEN got a lecture on the evils of smoking??).
4.) No excuses. You want to quit, or you don’t. Period. You can’t quit “for others.” Forget that – you quit for yourself, or you don’t quit. Be honest with yourself. (It’s like dieting – if you’re not honest about what you’re eating, no one else cares. You’re only lying to yourself. Your HIPS will always know the truth and proclaim it to the world, so what’s the point? But we all do it, I think. Stop THAT, and everything else is easier.)
5.) No whining and no being nasty with the world (unless they dearly deserve it). You did NOT just bitch out the store clerk because you’re jonesing for a cig – you did it because she’s an incompetent cow, but quitting somehow gave you an excuse to loose the inhibitions and TELL her she’s an incompetent cow. “I don’t know what got into me. I’m quitting smoking. It’s making me bitchy. So sorry.” Please.