Well here I am on day four. I quit on my 44th birthday.The cravings will not go away. I pray, I eat, I pray some more, I eat more. I hold a pretzel rod in my hand like a cigarette and "smoke" it. I will not give in, I am stronger than this. God will help me. God is stronger than this. I get depressed, I feel I am alone in my battle and that no one cares. I start wondering why I am doing this. I know about the health benefits, I know about the financial benefits. I pray that it will help me get closer to God, but right now I feel more distant than ever. I start ignoring all that He has done for me and start dwelling on the things I don't have. I start questioning everything about my relationship with Him and start feeling like I am fooling myself. Why would a loving God allow this kind of suffering? Where is He right now?