I stopped smoking cigarettes this week. It is interesting to see how I use smoking as both an escape and a reward. I've found that I need to keep physically moving and breathing as a way to keep myself from going into my mind and into my imagination where I can create a space to escape from the day-to-day moments of my life. The reward part is the tough one and is the point throughout my day that will trigger my addiction response. As I write I am fidgeting in my seat, rocking back and forth, keep looking out the window, and continually having to bring myself back from the 'fuzziness' in my head. I have spent most of my time this week outside and I started cardio and strength training again.
My decision to stop smoking was because I wanted to. That's pretty much it. There's the health factors to consider but those weren't entirely apart of my decision process and instead an incentive. This is one of those decisions that was made in a moment and that is that - these are my favorite decisions because after the decision is made, all I have to do is physically walk it and make the changes required to make sure that the decision can be lived.
The problem that I have faced is that I used smoking as both quick get-away and a reward for completing almost every task. So, when I experienced myself as emotional, I'd quickly run out (escape) and have a smoke. Or, after I got the dishes done, I'd go have a smoke. And now that I'm not smoking, there is no escape and there is no reward - lol. There's this lingering anticipation that exists within and as me - like, I am expecting at any moment to get a reward and then I remember, "Oh, right. There is no reward ..." And so I move and breath.
I have deliberately avoided writing for the last two days because I used to take smoke breaks while I was writing or use the anticipated reward of the cigarette to push myself through finishing a writing. I have paired smoking with other activities as well so I'm currently working on restructuring - AGAIN.
It is fascinating to see the moments within my day when I would have run out. It's like I was giving myself 'time-out's from life. I mean, any little tiny point of reaction and I was outta here for 10 minutes, plus or minus. I see that it could be the tone of another's voice, a certain expression, or a moment that I'm uncomfortable being in.
So, it's an interesting time in my life right now - all this cool (and not-so-cool) stuff is right here where I can see it and investigate it rather than ignore it, forget about it, or rush through it.