30 days done!
I can’t believe how much my life has changed in the past 30 days, somehow it feels like yesterday and an eternity at the same time.
I floated through the first 2 weeks probably because of the cancer scare, maybe stress, the scare, shifting apartments, breakup hit me all at once. I felt hollow, void of thoughts and feelings, floating through days, most days felt like a haze. Anxiety, derealization and brain fog fucked me up. I’ve tried multiple times to quit before but all this was a first, I thought I could handle physical withdrawal symptoms and here I was losing my mind.
Barely left the house except to go to the gym.
It started getting better around the 4th week.
To anybody reading, it’ll get better eventually. It’s worth fighting for. Believe in yourself.
We’re all in this together.