I'm about 3 weeks now into quitting and I have two incidents that have happened to me related to this.
About 1 1/2 weeks into quitting my husband and I got into a fight, a really big blowout of a doozie and I was a mess of tears... well, I snuck into the freezer where I'd kept my emergency smokes and tip toed out back and lit up. Not
three drags into it, my husband came stomping into the back yard, highly ...... at what I was doing and demanded I hand it over and that I tell him where the others were hidden. I was all too happy to comply "Here, take it! They're in the freezer! Ick! Ick! Ick!" Took me
three times of brushing my teeth to get rid of the taste in my mouth. Up until that day I'd been having massivly huge cig. cravings several times a day, as soon as I had that incident with lighting up on my own after that fight, I never have had another craving since in a week and a half which is damn good from having 5-6 moments of OMGWTFINEEDASMOKENOW! a day. I'm almost thankful we got into the fight!
Yesterday, I went to the library and on the way in there were a group of 5 people standing right outside the front door to the library, all smoking... I had to walk through a cloud to get into the building. It was so overwhelming, I gagged when I got inside the door. No joke.
I had quit before, for 5 years... so I know this is normal and I've been down this road before but I just cannot believe I was ok going back and smoking analogs again after 5 years AND that I lived in a house with four people who were each pack-a-day smokers inside the house and I never noticed it. I don't even wanna know how bad that was...
