So this quitting smoking malarky isn’t all that easy after all. Day 5 is DEFINATELY the worse cravings and emotionally wise. Not only have I and my hubby given up but also my youngest daughter and a colleague at work.
Day 5 we ALL agree is the day when you want to rip someones head off their shoulders and or smash or destroy everything around you, that and want to cry. All at the same time.
As none of us are in prison we made it through day 5. I’m now on day 7. It’s a little easier but not wanting to kill so many is a definate improvement.
One minute at a time I will give up and succeed. Minutes turn to hours, hours turn to days and days to weeks. Eventually it hopefully will be weeks turn into months and months turn to years and years to decades