Congratulations on your decision, sometimes deciding is the hardest first step.
My passion in life was smoking, so I have some idea of the journey that you are now begining. The reward is well worth the new, soon-to-become-familiar path.
Everyone has to figure out what will work best for them. But perhaps by hearing from others you can try others' methods that might work for you too.
My mind tends to be contrary, especially if I tell myself that I cannot do or have something, I end up fixating on the forbidden fruit. So here 's what I did... I took a multi-faceted approach.
First, I kept a sealed packet of cigarettes with me at all times and told myself that I could have a cigarette any time that I was such a weakling that I could not go on without a cigarette. (That way, it became more about being strong-willed rather than deprivation.)
Next, I realized that cigarettes were actually a crutch for me to have permission for 'time out', during which I could take a few moments to relax take deep breathes and think. So I made it a point of continuing to take healthy 'time out' breaks.
I'd sit for a moment and have an imaginary cigarette, inhaling, exhaling just like when I used to smoke. I did this so well that I felt really good after my healthy breathing, (feeling even better than when I used to be inhaling smoke and poluting my being).
This for me was a life saver in many ways. breathing is so importnat that you cannot live without it. Yogi's teach how important it is to breathe consciously. They call it 'pranayama'.
I decided that my body was probably deprived of healthy nutrients, so I fed myself suppliments such as B complex, (for stress relief) chromium (for metabolizing sugar), and a multi-vitamin.
I also enrolled in a martial art class because the exercise combined with kicking and punching was a neat way to build health and constructively channel any aggression or frustration.
I set reward goals. After the first day I gave myself something special. Then after the first week, I treated myself. First month, first three, six, twelve months a celebration of some sort.
I focused on being apprecitive for every day that my will won and I had been strengthened. One day at a time.
After three years I through out the mangeled, disgusting looking packet of cigarettes. I was free at last. The smelly, unhealthy, expensive crutch was no longer an issue.
All the very best success for your wonderful life-enhacing choice. 2012 is going to be a good year for you.