most of the time, it takes a lot of years to become an overnight success. i stole that from someone who is much smarter than I, but I hope it's true in this case. I still wonder sometimes why I'm putting myself through this misery. I look at my ticker and think wow, it feels like it was a lifetime ago since i had a cigarette and I'm not even at 2 months yet. I could make a case that the whole physical part being over after 72 hours is a load of shit then I think to myself does it matter? A friend of mine told me that the cravings I have now are only psychological and my response was whoopty-*******-doo. So what do you do about it? Same thing you do when they aren't psychological. You bitch moan complain eat and get fat as shit. So the question is does it matter? I don't think it does. Physical or psychological it's still the same grind. Now the purpose of me writing this is that when I'm at 5 years i can look back and see what an asshole I was going thru the darkness. I do see how people fail though. This daily battle of beating the cravings can and does wear you down. Then I get the advice of don't use will power. That's something I still don't understand and don't think I ever will. What the hell else is there? You want something, you crave it even, but you tell yourself no and stick to it. That's willpower. That's all we got. If you're struggling like this know that you aren't alone. Some people claim that quitting is easy and I'm happy for them, I ****ing hate them right now, but I'm still happy for them. And just because if I were to find out that their dog shit in their mouth while they were asleep I'd laugh like hell doesn't mean I want that to happen them even though I really do. It's more just me wondering what's wrong with me that makes me miss it so much. Maybe I'm defective...."maybe I can't become invisible at all!!!" That's from the movie Mystery Men. Funniest movie ever made in my opinion, but I digress...where was I, oh yeah, something about sleeping dogs and mouthwash or whatever. Crap, now I totally forgot what I was going to say next. Anyway, for the rest of us addicts that have to scratch and claw until our fingers are bloody stumps just to gain a little bit of ground in this battle for what the hell ever we were doing it for...don't give up. Don't ever give up because somewhere out there is a dick that wants us to fail and there will be nothing sweeter than for all of us to collectively piss in that MF'ers eye when we succeed. Y'all have a blessed and peaceful night.