This morning I was visiting one one of my daily must-see places, and at the top of the page was an ad for a small online game. The promo said, in effect, 'a game to help distract you when you crave a cigarette". I havent smoked in 17 years, and suddenly I wanted a smoke so badly it was scary. Still do.
A lot of people have a tough time, perhaps they join Smoke Enders, they tell the whole world about it, and of course everyone then begins to keep tabs. "Hey, Pete, how's the smoking going?" and Pete sits there for five minutes, white knuckled, while that terrible urge fades.
When I quit, it was cold turkey; I was so sick anyway I didn't even want a smoke. Good time as any, I thought. But I never told anyone, not for at least six months, until I could get my own cravings to a manageable level. And for the longest time after that I would now and then get a 'wave' of longing. At a stop light, with my coffee in the morning. The body, like Pepperidge Farm, remembahs.