I bought into the "three days and the physical need is gone" crap myself. I was an OTR truck driver........sit, look out the window and drive all day when I quit. I had most of a pack when I stopped smoking and just left them on the dash.

Everything was fine...........until day 21. I was in North Bend, WA. I cussed, screamed, rocked back and forth, yelled and did everything EXCEPT smoked. I don't know how I made it. Day 22 was as bad........I know I made it through the day because I had survived the day before. That was it for the real hard stuff. I went a year or so wondering if I would EVER stop thinking about smoking. Then, somewhere along the line I forgot that I ever did.

I haven't had a puff in over 2 years, but it was not a tour of the pie factory getting here.