So, when I say that I am sitting here crying, I'm not kidding. To have lost so many people who meant the world to me in such a short time, and then to have to give up cigarettes---the very thing that seemed to keep me somewhat sane all these awful months---well, it feels like another loss to me, one more thing I have to live without.
Margot, try to look at it this way: You lost so many wonderful, young people in such a short time that stopping your addiction is LIFE AFFIRMING. You are telling the world that you treasure life. That all life is worth the effort and pain of a quit. I just bet that if you asked each of the deceased, regardless of how they died, if they would go through nicotine withdrawal to live a full life there would be a resounding YES!
Dedicate YOUR QUIT TO THEM. Make your quit become something larger than yourself. Cry, if you must. It cleanses the body and soul. Did you know that tears contain chemicals that are negative to our bodies? Tears can be very useful and productive.
LIFE is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty & well-preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, totally worn out & proclaiming: "WOW, what a RIDE!"