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I found it hard..at the beginning.. My body went totally mental..I didn't know what was up and what was down.. Sleep deprived..nicotine deprived.. All I knew was keep going..because folks convinced me ..it got easier..phew thankfully they were right.. Otherwise.I might have been in prison for murder..the bad stuff does fade..I agree... All we can do is keep marchin forward...until the bad stuff fades away...

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Got my boots at the ready..for a big daddy..lead the way...

Welcome aboard Nigel, You already have a great quit going..congratulations.. There is plenty of helpful stuff here ..to read and keep you marchin... Looking forward to getting to know you better. Glad you found us ....

NOPE !!!

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Half way...fabulous..hope you drop in to say hi soon ..

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That black cloud..it's just hovers there... Having a sneaky smoke,where you known you shouldn't...hoping the company your in doesn,t smell your breath because you just slipped out for a crafty... When folks look at you as they are walking past..standing in the door way... Keeping a constant supply of Mints in your pocket...because your embarrassed... You smell like a old ash tray.. Yes that cloud...you know the one i m talking about... Well that well and truly lifted...now...when I have to give a hug..I can...and do..without worrying .I stink !!!!!

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Keep marching Jewel...look at that fabulous ticker !!!!

Wow 2 months already...well done PT...keep climbing .!!!!

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Great talent !!!!

More yoga needed...

This is a fabulous post.. a great read...as I was reading my thoughts were saying... This was written from a guy who... 1 yr 4 months ago.was smoking I think 3 pkts a day.... How wonderful is that..I have happy tears for you.and I'm so proud for you...this ....... Is why I stay around... The Quit train will and does take you to freedom...all you need desire to be there...

Your doing good sweetheart..just keep going...sleep well .. Tomorrow is a brand new day...upwards and onwards !!!!

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Reading your post reminded me of my last few weeks of my 52 year smoking career... I knew something bad was happening..my ankles were so painful..but I had to scratch at the same time..they were turning black..I smoked my last few sitting on my back step,crying all the way through it..this is it..I'm dying.. Daughter dragged me to the doc..STOP now he said..I mean NOW.. Daughter made me promise to fight and give it my best shot.. I was broken when I found these folks..between us..I did it...I still get a buzz of pride.. I don't miss the fear either..living in Fear is no way to live.. I love my freedom...