It is now almost exactly a year ago that I have stopped smoking with the time and, perhaps, to take stock and share experiences. Especially for myself - even if it helps others, the better.
First of all: Stopping smoking is possible and much less difficult than you think. And this is the case: I'm addicted and I will spend the rest of my life. Although the physical withdrawal symptoms have virtually disappeared for two weeks, perfidious psychological mechanisms contribute even after decades. I've written in previous reports from my experience is that the stupid smoking on the reversal as a means of enjoyment out of the cigarette is a means to suppress withdrawal symptoms. In other words, while the cigarette is a great drug - to me it tastes still good, I like the gesture and the smell, I light, volatile high like the first cigarette in the morning, the after-taste in the mouth and the immediate relaxation of the drug leads - the addiction to the fact that you smoke 20 cigarettes, and only two of them enjoy.
I bring you an example. I was this year's Oktoberfest , everybody smoked, drank all, everyone had fun. Of course, I also smoked, I was far away from it all and wanted me to just let go a few days. I think everyone knows ex-smokers das. first I was thinking and weighed, then bummed I did (Thanks, Lanne) and then I bought a pack. Toll was that the cigarettes tasted again, so beautifully enhanced the effects of alcohol and generally had to do something with your hands.
From time to time a cigarette is no automatic trigger for relapse into old Suchtgewohnheiten, and the claim that one should only smoke a cigarette, to expire immediately and without resistance back into the old Suchtmuster is nonsense. Humbug. Nonsense. A cigarette is a cigarette and you have every individual free will, they set fire to or not. If I submit, the cigarette is substantially stronger than me, I do not need to stop first. So I could actually smoke a cigarette now and then. Actually. Because the addiction creeps much more subtle and dangerous one: The moment in which I allow myself a cigarette, the limit is exceeded and it is very difficult to explain to his body, why he is not likely to remain for a further treat. One only. Why do I need for me to fail? One is not the same now but cause lung cancer.
Makes it so either.
Right here, I remembered that is the reason for which I stopped at the time with smoking: the first in the morning tastes great and has the gewünschtenEffekt, any further I only smoke out of habit and because it in fact is no matter whether I or 3 4 smokes a day. Or 5 Or 6 You see my point: in a few days, there is an effect, making the smoke so deceitful ... "A small cigarette harms nothing, but I would soooooo do well now at this moment" ... "Am I now on every single day these give little enjoyment? For the rest of my life? "And just at the point it has managed to nicotine, reprogram me: From the mental health and enjoying the easy one cigarette or other special occasions (against the objections purely anything) is in a few days of combat withdrawal symptoms.
From the positive thoughts, "which I treat myself now because I like the effect and the taste", the negative "and that I have to do without the rest of my life?" So it is suddenly no longer about the effect of a cigarette (positive or negative ), but the body and psyche of the addict himself kaprizieren only to live without cigarettes, the deficiency. And yes, even when these phases are much longer than heavy smokers with cigarette phases - it pays for! And here speaks the addiction, the addiction alone. It is the addict is not possible, to smoke a cigarette or other without believing that it is denied by the smoking something. And that that is nonsense! Smoking has all the arguments for themselves: I feel better, smell acceptable, more money in my pocket I have, fitter, sleep better, have no more heartburn drift and regularly for almost a year sport. I have no desire to give up everything for a single two-minute fix in the morning. Constantly stressed out, whether the cigarettes range. Train? Fast smoke another one! 5 minutes to the bus? Cigarette out. 50 euro bill? What more (after deduction of the Chesterfield bar) or 15 € for me. And so on ...
Nope, I did not want on it. No more cigarettes, and in fact I precludes me at all, quite the opposite. Non smoking I am now, even if I at the peak of the celebration, if I really doing well and I really did buck on it at some point a determined infect. So I am and I can live with it. But smoking? Never again.
