I was doing great. I was busy working away, handling business, making those phone calls, blah blah blah. I opened up my wallet to look for my driver's license number for a form I had to fill out, and I couldn't find it.
And I burst into tears just like that. And I cried and cried.... and it really didn't feel like it had anything to do with my license. It was a deep sadness that I wasn't even aware of until that moment in time. I was thankfully alone in my office, so I just went with it and let myself cry.
I'm know I'm not alone with this one. I'm aware that I'm in the early quit stages still and that emotions tend to run all over the place at the drop of a hat..... I don't think knowing that helps too much because we never know when a strong emotion will kick in. Well, it may help in one respect: I'm not reading too much into it. I think it's just feelings coming up that have been smoked away in the past. And I really wanted to smoke. And I didn't.
Part of the tears were about feeling so helpless and weak all of the sudden. Those were overwhelming feelings......
Anyway, I'm still feeling a little shaky and vulnerable so I thought I better check in.
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My Milage:
My Quit Date: 3/8/2009 Smoke-Free Days: 16 Cigarettes Not Smoked: 384 Amount Saved: $115.20 Life Gained: Days: 1 Hrs: 17 Mins: 38 Seconds: 40
