I'm 31 days smoke free, 15 days nicotine free (I used 2mg nicotine gum for the first 2 weeks). I didn't try to keep this short, so don't feel like you need to read all of this.
The first week felt kind of easy because of how driven I was to quit, only the cravings were bad and my mind was completely obsessed with quitting. The second week was really hard, with lots of crying and feeling like I was losing a huge part of myself. Third week was much better and I finally got some room in my head to think about other things than quitting, but work and family stuff caused a lot of stress and made me feel a bit unstable. Fourth week was kind of the same, maybe even more headspace to engage with other things.
I don't really know how to explain how I'm feeling now. To preface: not every day is the same. Some days are great, some days are bad.
There's this new sense of calm that's present almost constantly. It's pleasant. But I also feel kind of empty. I still feel like I lost a part of my identity, but more importantly I don't really know what I want to be now, instead.
It doesn't help that I recently learned I have to rethink my entire carreer - I'm a freelance writer and will soon lose a big client, and AI is making me doubt if it's even possible to keep on doing this.
Also my divorced parents are driving me nuts (it's been more than a decade since they seperated but they still fight and put me in the middle of it). They're not supportive at all. Luckily my husband is.
Maybe the hardest part is that I still feel like I can't draw or paint or be creative without smoking. Attempts so far have lead to very mediocre results that brought me close to no joy and completely failed attempts with extreme sobbing, crying and crawling into bed for hours. I'm now scared to try being creative again.
I know it's just 'a job' and 'a hobby'. But they're both such big parts of who I am. I know smoking won't fix anything. But when I get really sad about potentially losing those things forever, my junkie brains whispers that smoking would help.
On the other hand, I took up swimming and am really enjoying that. I go for walks daily. I'm exercising more and feel myself progressing faster than I used to. I don't get out of breath as easily and feel like I can keep up better than I used to. I find excuses to ride my bike to get out of the house and just... move my body.
Breathing is easier. Food tastes better, I'm smelling things I haven't smelled in years.
(I did gain some weight and that's depressing as hell, but I noticed I was caving for the sugar cravings and have swapped sweets for protein and discipline. Hopefully I'll be able to lose the extra weight quickly because I'm not loving my body right now.)
I like that I don't smell of cigarettes anymore and I'm working towards getting the scent out of our house and clothes (and any kind of fabric really). We used to smoke indoors.
Sleep is shit, but my dreams are very vivid and kind of interesting most nights. I also don't feel more tired than I did when I was still smoking, even though I did seem to sleep better then.
Something I find pretty interesting is that I'm discovering that certain things actually do get me out of bad moods. Talking to a friend, going for a walk, having a cup of tea, taking a nap... I actually feel better afterwards, even if it is just a little. And I actually work through what I'm feeling and going through instead of surpressing it and trying to make it go away. When I was still smoking, I don't think any of those things actually seemed to help. I'd either smoke and be done with the feeling, or wait for it to seemingly miraculously disappear. So it's really nice to know that there actually really are things that work?
I feel like there's room for me to become a better version of myself. I just don't have any idea what that version will look like, or even what I want that version to look like.
I feel like I'm in this inbetween zone and I don't know where I'm going.
I was fine with who I was and what I did when I was smoking (except for the smoking itself), I liked my job. Quitting is teaching me that I can actually be a better version of me than the version I was fine with.
Only... I've never been a particularly ambitious or driven person, I don't have big dreams. I've been working on my mental health for so long I'm just happy with being stable. But it's kind of weird to now be confronted with this emptiness and lack of direction. Not that it wasn't there before, but now it feels like something to work on. Only I don't know how.
I know my brain is fixing its dopamine and serotonin etcetera balance. It's not as bothered with who I am going to be and what I am going to do as much as it is with fixing the damage I've done. So I'm fine with this 'mild depression' for now. I know it will pass, I've been through (much) worse.
Maybe this is the best way to put it: it feels like my brain is on a holiday and I wasn't invited.
But I do sort of need my brain to muster up some motivation to do something about my work situation.
And I kind of feel like I should be celebrating today, 31 days felt impossible when I first quit. I'm here now, and I know I should be proud of myself, but it's not registering?
(If you just quit and I'm making you anxious: I promise it's not half as bad as the first 2 weeks, and not every day is the same. Some days I feel pretty happy and content. It has its ups and downs, just like normal life. Exercising, being outside, taking naps and talking to friends helps a lot. I also don't get any real cravings anymore - I just think about/remember smoking sometimes and then remind myself I no longer do that.
Maybe most importantly: I know myself well enough to know that all of this was already there before I quit smoking. None of these problems will be solved in any meaningful way by nicotine or smoking. Quitting my quit will not make any of these problems disappear, it would just throw me back into the constant cycle of withdrawal and temporary relief.)
So that's it. No real questions here, except maybe some advice on how to deal with this existential crisis? How do I figure out what I want to be/do?
(I'm 30, but I don't feel like that's all too relevant - I see people panicking because they're in their thirties and not completely settled in life, but I feel like you can go trough this type of crisis at literally any age - maybe that's how life keeps us interested. At worst I feel like society wants me to feel like I'm behind, but I'm not too bothered with that.)
Mostly I just felt like sharing. I know this was all very navel gazey and probably not very interesting to anyone but myself.
But if you do recognize yourself in any of what I wrote, feel free to share. Words of encouragment are welcome but not necassary. This subreddit has been super helpful for me.