I had the smoking dream for the first time last night. I'm 33 days into my quit.
It was SO vivid and intense! I was at a wedding, and a friend whose quit lapsed a while back (in real life!) was offering me cigarettes. Then before I knew it I suddenly realised I was smoking again. I was going through a bin, looking for a filter for my roll-up, but they were all used - filthy, stained and full of tar. I still took one and used it though...! I then felt the most profound sense of loss and sadness at the realisation I'd lost my quit. I knew I wouldn't get through the rest of the wedding without smoking, and found myself wondering how I was ever going to quit again.
When I woke up it took a few minutes to realise it had been a dream, and then it felt like Christmas! It was the biggest reinforcement I could have asked for; I was so happy to realise I still have my quit. In fact, it made me appreciate it more than I ever have - and it's easy to understand why. The reason is that the daily changes we experience as our quits progress are slow and incremental, and sometimes it's hard to see just how much we are changing. But upon waking from this dream (or nightmare), it's as if all the benefits of a 33-day quit are thrust upon you in an instant, and you feel them all at once!
It was a wonderful experience, and I hope and wish every one of you in the eary stages will experience it for yourself. Even if you don't, please take heart from my own ramblings: as much as you think you value your quit, its only when you believe you've lost it that its true worth comes home to you.
Smoking is one of the worst things in the world, friends. You don't want it back any more than you want back the last illness you recovered from. NTAP!
It was SO vivid and intense! I was at a wedding, and a friend whose quit lapsed a while back (in real life!) was offering me cigarettes. Then before I knew it I suddenly realised I was smoking again. I was going through a bin, looking for a filter for my roll-up, but they were all used - filthy, stained and full of tar. I still took one and used it though...! I then felt the most profound sense of loss and sadness at the realisation I'd lost my quit. I knew I wouldn't get through the rest of the wedding without smoking, and found myself wondering how I was ever going to quit again.
When I woke up it took a few minutes to realise it had been a dream, and then it felt like Christmas! It was the biggest reinforcement I could have asked for; I was so happy to realise I still have my quit. In fact, it made me appreciate it more than I ever have - and it's easy to understand why. The reason is that the daily changes we experience as our quits progress are slow and incremental, and sometimes it's hard to see just how much we are changing. But upon waking from this dream (or nightmare), it's as if all the benefits of a 33-day quit are thrust upon you in an instant, and you feel them all at once!
It was a wonderful experience, and I hope and wish every one of you in the eary stages will experience it for yourself. Even if you don't, please take heart from my own ramblings: as much as you think you value your quit, its only when you believe you've lost it that its true worth comes home to you.
Smoking is one of the worst things in the world, friends. You don't want it back any more than you want back the last illness you recovered from. NTAP!
HELP ME CLOSE THE WINDOW!! The character flying carried bags full of cigs that he could throw into my apartment. I got scared and the most scarry part was
when I looked at my table and instead of food I SAW a giant ashtray loaded with sig butts and a foul smell. Then I woke up with the smell in my nose, scared
but finally happy for being awake in my nicotine free home.
.
). I am still free.
Sal
VICKI - Free and Healing for Four Months, Two
Days, 15 Hours and 27 Minutes, while extending my life expectancy 8 Days and 15 Hours, by avoiding the use of 2493 nicotine delivery devices that would have
cost me $563.78.
Joe-D0