WOW, what a topic... I could cry reading these last two responses and I will tell you why;
You guys are not going to believe this but when I quit smoking cold turkey in April of 2005, two weeks into it I had a massive nervous breakdown that my entire family attributed to the death of my son in December of 2004 (I was 7 months pregnant when we lost him). I have struggled with anxiety disorder, depression, and agoraphobia since I was 10 BUT up until this incident of nervous breakdown and my husband calling 911 because he thought I was dying- I had always self managed my mental illnesses with herbs and aromatherpy and all that. I could control a massive panic attack with Kava Kava and deep breaths of Chamomile oil.
So, I quit cold turkey because I found out I was pregnant again and feeling like the other baby dying was my fault (he had an umbillical cord accident, not my fault), I was determined to not do anything wrong this time around and ciggs had to go. We all know how bad smoking is during pregnancy right? Even though I had smoked through two prior pregnancies and both times had 7 pounds beautifully healthy children... Well whatever.
Two weeks in I have a massive breakdown and now I MUST for the first time in my life turn to prescribed medication to manage my depression and anxiety.
They immeadiately put me on high doses of Zoloft, Kolonopin, Adavan, and Trazadone.
Keep in mind, I'm pregnant at this time! And a walking Zombie.
Now, 5 years later, I still take my Zoloft daily and my Trazadone is as needed for sleep and my Kolonopin is as needed for Anxiety attacks, but in reality I was taking them like m&ms to keep myself from feeling like the ground wasn't going to fall out from me any moment.
I never needed these things when I was smoking!
Three weeks ago I was out of town at the Rabbit showing nationals in PA. While there I split a room with another breeder and friend who smokes. I found myself going outside with her everytime she was smoking just to bask in her second hand smoke.
In the 4 days I was with her, at a super stressful rabbit show, I never needed a single kolonopin. She sent me home with half a pack of cigs (shame on her I know lol) even though I hadn't lit up for myself yet.
Two days after coming back I was having a really bad day and I remembered those cigs she gave me. I shut myself into the bathroom with the fan on and I smoked the first one in 5 years. It was nirvana. I knew right then I was in deep doo doo.
But I thought about it and allowed myself to have one per day. I smoked one cig a day for a week straight and in that entire week I didn't need one tranquilizer!
Now I'm on almost two weeks off my "as needed" tranquilizer.
Please accept my apology for the length of this reply but this is emotional for me. I said to my husband a week ago "I really think I had that breakdown because of quitting so suddenly" and then here you guys are talking about MAOI's in the cigs!!! THAT IS HUGE!
Blows my mind away and makes me SO sad. All those pills.... Ugh.