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They're not as frequent as they were. Last time I quit, they eventually were so infrequent that I could almost have said they weren't even there. Life seemed pretty much normal.

Going through this process again, cravings are becoming less frequent. The disturbing thing is that when I craved in the past, it was the rush, the taste of it trickling down my throat....those things. Now when I crave...and this is kind of embarrassing...it's an overdose that I think about.

I'm not suicidal or wanting to harm myself, but these thoughts that creep in are of wanting to be hit hard enough to be completely overwhelmed. Crazy, isn't it. Not planning on following through with anything like that. And in fact, I'm actually enjoying my life for the most part. It's just the annoying thought that pops into my mind from time-to-time. Thought I'd share. Ugh