I was a smoker from my junior year of high school through college. I smoked fairly regularly from 11th grade until my freshman year of college, probably half a pack a day. And then I met this guy whose mother smoked and we started dating and one of his "requirements" was that he won't date a smoker. So I didn't smoke around him but still smoked at school, and quit on and off through my 5th year of school. I quit for good after I graduated, and we've since moved in together, and I've had a few cigarettes here and there, but ever since I started really eating healthier, I haven't craved it at all, and recently had a drag and it was just disgusting.
Don't get me wrong, I miss it so much, but honestly, you're just so much better and so much healthier just for giving it up.
Another thing that scared me is that my grandfather died when he was 64 or 65 of lung cancer when my mom was 28 (my older brother was a year and a half so I never got to meet him), and I'm just about 24, and my dad will be 65 in four years. I just can't imagine losing my dad when I'm 28, in just four short years. I just knew that i can't smoke anymore when I realized that.
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