I
am Yukpa hashi. I am adopted Chahta, Cherokee, English, Irish
and Scots. I am.... a non-smoker. Smile. Mitauye oyasin.....
which means 'all my family'.... and that you surely are. Yaqne.
Have
you ever had a dream, a thought, a wish for something so strong
that you just 'ached' for it to come true? I did. When I quit
smoking two years ago, I wanted it that bad and that feeling
came from deep inside of me.
Two
years ago, my lungs hurt when I breathed real hard. I was tired
of hiding my smoking habit from many of those around me. I was
tired of being hurt by my family and friends when they would
step back because they had a hard time with the smell of this
smoker. I was tired of not being able to do anything physical
because I didn't have the lung power to do it. Climbing stairs,
walking distances, or even chasing an errant baseball thrown
by my grandson was difficult for me. I was tired of this incredible
tension that was created by a nicotine habit that would not
allow me peace until I had fed it. It didn't matter where I
was or what I was doing.... I had NO choice but to get to a
place where I could light up. But two years ago, I had reached
that point again where I was *very* ready to try to find a way
to get rid of the chains that bound me to something that was
literally stealing my breath away.
I
had tried to quit smoking.... many, many times. I can't even
remember the number of (fairly) serious tries... but they were
all without success. It was too damn hard, I thought. I am not
one of those than can make the decision to quit and then just
walk away from the smokes. Every time I tried to do that, it
was the same scenario. I would get a few days into a quit and
then I would cave. In the end, I truly felt I was tied to this
addiction for all time.
But
then I would get to *'aching'* again. I wanted.... I knew I
NEEDED.... to try to quit smoking again. And then I found AS3
and in the finding, I found a new way to approach quitting.
As it is turning out, I found a successful way for me to quit
this deadly addiction. (I am continually grateful to AS3 for
all that it has given to me. I can't even begin to tell you
of its wealth of information and support that I received and
continue to receive from this awesome newsgroup. Thank you all....
so very much!)
I
am two years quit now. Just even writing that statement brings
great tears to my face because I have worked very hard to get
to this place of smoke freedom. I have survived many changes
that were required of me in order for me to recover from my
nicotine addiction. I am not one who minds change but many of
the changes were not of my choosing.
The
early changes were very hard and required me to continually
adjust to what felt like shifting sand. Getting my footing was
difficult. But I kept up the walk, kept up my attitude (generated
by my *ache* to be free) and kept my eyes forward towards a
day like today.... where the only tears I am shedding now are
those of pure, *absolute* joy.... 'cause I became a DOF today.
And this is a place that I NEVER thought I'd reach.... ever
again.
In
this *process* of reclaiming my body, the best changes that
I have gone through are I can finally breathe deep and clear....
no coughing (what felt like) my lungs out or coughing up that
horrible junk. I can smell the Spring flowers all around me
and when the Spring rain falls, I can breathe deep the clean
smell that it brings. I can laugh now and not have it end up
in a coughing spasm. (Some of you know that I REALLY appreciate
laughter. Afterall, my name is Laughing Moon. Smile.) I can
stick around with my family and friends and not have to run
off (and usually miss the punchline) to grab a smoke 'cause
I simply didn't have a choice to do otherwise. My chest doesn't
hurt, I don't stink, I don't have a continual acidic stomach,
I can think more clearly, and most of all..... I get to be me.....
the *real* me.... warts and all.
I
once posted a writing here about three young brothers who were
running a juice, cookie and cherries stand. These 3 little angels
in disguise (smile) made me realize that I can now be truthful
with my world. I don't have to sneak around anymore. I can live
my life straight up, dealing with both the good and the bad
in a clear way.... which in the long run allowed me to feel
more deeply than I had felt in a VERY long time. The courage
that I found in achieving what I once thought was an impossibility
tells me now, 2 years later, that quitting smoking wasn't an
impossibility at all. I just needed to honor that 'ache' from
deep inside me *in any way that I could*.... and I did....
ddSteve,
I continue to thank you for teaching me Cog Quitting. The understanding
that I achieved about this process of retraining my brain and
creating new responses to the 'urges' not only made sense to
me but it is allowing me a way of life that is free of thoughts
of smoking. You can't know how much this means to me. It's like
I have saved my life because of this learning. It's two years
now between us.... and that you continue to walk the walk with
me is a gift I can never repay.
My
5/25'ers... My Sister Selma, my brothers, Mark, Harry and Frank....
Holy moley, guys.... 2 years!!! For those of you who don't know
me, I am part of a quit group called the 5/25'ers. We banded
together way back then (smile) and continue to this day to remain
a family. We shared all of the tears, the frustrations, the
pain AND the joy of this walk in that first year. This second
year has been a walk of babies and families and Xena, the Warrior
Princess (Don't ask... but my Aussie brother is fun!). I can't
see me without them. We are family, for sure.... and I love
them very much!
We
have kept a group meter that I think will blow your mind:
Group
Totals:
Cigarettes not smoked: 118523
Money saved: $16,290.87
This group has not smoked for a combined total of 13 Years 1
Month 3 Weeks 4
Days 11 Hours 30 Minutes 22 Seconds
Ain't
that a grand meter? HUGE, smile....
2nd
Gen'ers.... (Now the joyful tears really fall!) Bonnie, OF and
Diane, OF, I am VERY proud of both of you. You have shown great
courage in your walk. You have found the way to a more peaceful
existence because of that courage. As we start a 3rd generation
of 5/25'ers, your example will shine a *very* bright light for
these folks to follow. I am deeply grateful that you allowed
me (and my Sister Selma) to walk beside you. Rene' and Gaz....
Selma and I are right there and when it is your time to splash
into the 5/25'er tubs, you KNOW we will be there applauding
your accomplishment. Keep on keeping on all of you. The path
ahead gets even better.
I
encourage all of you to keeping walking the walk.... *no matter
what*. It is a choice to be made to honor ones' self and then
to find an understanding of the recovery process that will give
you the handle up you will need to smoke freedom. I know that
it took me many attempts to find that understanding but I finally
did. I wish you great strength in your journey. I also thank
you for reminding me of where I started. That reminder helps
to keep me on this smoke-freedom path. Keep on keeping on....
Although
my commitment to honor me and my body by remaining smoke-free
is for the rest of my life, I am gonna pause here long enough
to savor this milestone deeply. All of the changes, all of the
tears, all of what this path has thrown in my way.... has become
a no thing in light of all of what I have realized in the end.
This realized good stuff *FAR* outweighs the pain of quitting.
I honor me for walking the walk, for keeping my sight on smoke
freedom and for taking that 'ache' and turning it into a smoke-free
reality.
I
am grateful today. I am grateful for all that this path has
given to me. I can be... just me.... a non-smoking me. At this
point in my quit life, I can truly say I have turned that 'ache'
into ABSOLUTE joy.
I
am....
Yukpa hashi, DOF
Laughing Moon/Pat/budette
Two
years, 48 minutes and 27 seconds. 14620 cigarettes not smoked,
saving $2,397.79. Life saved: 7 weeks, 1 day, 18 hours, 20 minutes.
Please
take a look at the website, if you want. Steve (slackr) has
updated it for me. (Thank you again for all that you have gifted
to me, my friend. I am *very* grateful.)
www.talkingstick.net