Quitting Sucks

After finally losing the weight that I wanted to lose, I decided that in an effort to continue on a healthier path that it was time to quit smoking. It is now day 3 and all I can think about is those Nicorette commercials that say, "Quitting sucks, Nicorette helps it suck less." When comparing quitting cold turkey to using an aid like Nicorette (as I am doing) that may be true but I have to say that right now, I'm not the person you want to be around.

I hate everything and everybody! Especially the people who sit outside and enjoy their smokes with reckless abandon. Maybe because I'm so miserable right now, I feel nostalgic. I enjoyed every single ciggy I ever inhaled. I like the way that they smell. I liked that it kept all the people that turned up their noses and whispered under their breath "filthy habit" at least 10 feet away from me in any direction. If you are one of those people, don't tell me how wonderful it is to finally be able to be around me now that I don't reek of cigarettes. I still hate you and just because I'm not smoking, that is not an open invitation to enter my "airspace."

In order to keep my committment to not smoking, I've taken up exercise. I hated to exercise before and I still hate it, but it helps to alleviate the anxiety that I feel being off the smokes. On top of that, I'm ensuring that I don't gain all my weight back by replacing one habit, smoking, with another, mindless eating. Unfortunately, I have to work out like a body-builder in order to alleviate my anxiety so my whole body is sore.

To recap, I'm miserable. I'm lashing out. I'm hateful. I still don't like people who comment on other people's bad habits. I'm only on day 3.