nancyd
09-18-2008, 05:28 PM
Hi – my name's Nancy.
A bit of an introduction. I’m a newcomer and although I’ve tried and failed several times before, this time I am letting go of smoking cigarettes for “myself” – not because someone else thinks it’s a good idea, or it’s the politically and socially correct thing to do, etc. etc.
I’m using the steps and principles of Alcoholics Anonymous to conquer this smoking thing once and for all. Why? Because I KNOW it works. Although I’ll always just be one drink away from a drunk, I haven’t had to pick up a drink for over 30 years now. If the program and God have protected me from picking up the first drink through all the traumas (and celebrations) 30 years of life has brought my way, I’ve gotta’ believe the Power is there to break the nicotine addiction as well.
Actually, a while back, I sort of turned the nicotine thing over to God to handle and let me know when it was time to stop. I got tired of beating myself up for not having the “willpower” to just quit. For no particular reason, a week or so ago, I just started cutting back. I was a one pack a day smoker, dropped down to a half pack. But what when I cut back my lungs knew something was goin’ on and wanted to start the process of clearing themselves out. So I started coughing and wheezing like crazy.
That juncture kind of put me at the crossroads, so to speak. This time I listened to what my body was trying to tell me and enlisted myself in the healing process. So I feel and sound terrible as my body purges itself – but I totally trust the programs' assertion that “this too shall pass.”
I believe my addiction to smoking cigarettes is no different than my addiction to alcohol was. It’s spiritual, mental and physical. I know I smoked at my frustration, impatience, anger, fear. I smoked as a reward after completing a task or chore. I smoked because cigarettes seemed to be my only friend on those occasions that I felt alone and isolated. I know I smoked (and drank) to fill this gaping emptiness I sometimes feel -- and what I know to be true is that all I have to do is as God (as I understand Him) to come in and fill in that empty space with His grace, love, acceptance and peace.
Thanks for bein’ there. Hang in everybody. And I’ll try to as well.
N.
A bit of an introduction. I’m a newcomer and although I’ve tried and failed several times before, this time I am letting go of smoking cigarettes for “myself” – not because someone else thinks it’s a good idea, or it’s the politically and socially correct thing to do, etc. etc.
I’m using the steps and principles of Alcoholics Anonymous to conquer this smoking thing once and for all. Why? Because I KNOW it works. Although I’ll always just be one drink away from a drunk, I haven’t had to pick up a drink for over 30 years now. If the program and God have protected me from picking up the first drink through all the traumas (and celebrations) 30 years of life has brought my way, I’ve gotta’ believe the Power is there to break the nicotine addiction as well.
Actually, a while back, I sort of turned the nicotine thing over to God to handle and let me know when it was time to stop. I got tired of beating myself up for not having the “willpower” to just quit. For no particular reason, a week or so ago, I just started cutting back. I was a one pack a day smoker, dropped down to a half pack. But what when I cut back my lungs knew something was goin’ on and wanted to start the process of clearing themselves out. So I started coughing and wheezing like crazy.
That juncture kind of put me at the crossroads, so to speak. This time I listened to what my body was trying to tell me and enlisted myself in the healing process. So I feel and sound terrible as my body purges itself – but I totally trust the programs' assertion that “this too shall pass.”
I believe my addiction to smoking cigarettes is no different than my addiction to alcohol was. It’s spiritual, mental and physical. I know I smoked at my frustration, impatience, anger, fear. I smoked as a reward after completing a task or chore. I smoked because cigarettes seemed to be my only friend on those occasions that I felt alone and isolated. I know I smoked (and drank) to fill this gaping emptiness I sometimes feel -- and what I know to be true is that all I have to do is as God (as I understand Him) to come in and fill in that empty space with His grace, love, acceptance and peace.
Thanks for bein’ there. Hang in everybody. And I’ll try to as well.
N.