Five days of no smoking today.
The most surprising part about it is that... I haven't had any cravings, no mood swings, no tremors, nausea, or other severe withdrawal symptoms I was expecting. Actually, my mood I would say is better because my blood pressure is more manageable and I'm feeling better physically because less chest pains.
Not at all what it was like when I was giving up benzos. Hooboy. That's some shit. My doctor has told me getting off of benzos is about like getting off of heroin in terms of difficulty. I did it cold turkey (had to used up all my supply and the government cracked down on it so I wasn't going to get any more from them) and the first 2 or 3 days I hallucinated and just... sweat and shook and slept. I still feel their siren's song though. Shit is powerful.
Imagine taking a pill and literally your whole life was okay. Everything is just okay. Great, even. Amazing. That's a benzo.
I DO struggle (with smoking) when it feels like I should be doing something though. I have these moments of "I have something I should be doing" and then I realize oh it's a regular smoking time. And then I can brush it aside. It's not always easy. Like "last one. It can't hurt!" but I'm getting through it. I know on the other side my thinking will be clearer.
Tomorrow I am going to start intermittent fasting for the first time. One day fasted, one day not. Eating mostly a keto type diet on my on days and surviving on tea and water for my off days. I likely won'know if it's for me or see any benefits until I hit month 2 or 3.
I'm really conflicted because I've been taught that FASTING BAD EAT ALL THE TIME and FOOD PYRAMID BIBLE and CALORIES IN/CALORIES OUT. That "crash dieting" is a cardinal sin. I'm at the point where I have tried every diet and have been living on 400-800 cals a day to keep my weight where it is, no weight loss even if I am body building and doing 2 hours of cardio a day or if I'm just lounging on a couch all day. It doesn't matter!
But the fact of the matter is that a condition I have known as PCOS just doesn't work like that. I need to readjust my thinking and reassess the rules. I might need to break them to just find what works for me. I am probably not going to die form PCOS but it's preventing me from living. It's stripping everything away that I liked about myself. My glorious long, healthy, thick hair. My sunny disposition and all together "good" personality. Anything outgoing about me. It's literally turning me into a grumpy ass cave troll with discolored skin, thin hair, beard, boils, and now that I can't shave my fucking armpits for a while you can add smelly to these adjectives.
I pray the damage that has been done can be undone. I'm so fucking done with this. I need a change.