I just randomly came across this thread on the front page.
Well done, one day down - take it one day at a time.
Giving up the bloody fags is hands down the best thing I have EVER
done for myself - I give thanks weekly, if not daily, even now about 15 years later.
I went cold turkey, apart from a weekly talking shop group thing for a few weeks, and I couldn't tell then, and still can't say, if that helped or not!
One notable thing I eventually noticed (and I think you've hit on it after day 1!) is that I had to get once
through each situation and then I was fine. First time in a pub, first time out on a boat, first time winning a race, first ****ty day at work, first really brilliant thing that happened - all those endless situations where a cigarette was almost a reflex reaction. Once I'd done it once, and realised I could do it, then that particular one never bothered me again.
I was floored about three years after stopping when I went to a particularly awful, tragic funeral, and afterwards all the men were outside smoking and it hit me like a truck that I'd have killed for a cigarette right there and then. It was the first funeral I'd been to since quitting (and the saddest, awfulest one I ever want to attend.) That was the last time I've ever wanted a smoke.
Tick your victories off one by one, and stay strong (and if all else fails, just go to bed and bury your head