I grew up in a home where cigarettes were a constant -- both of my parents smoked. I always said I would quit when I turned 30, but that day came and went. I always had an excuse - work, stress, family illness, relationship trouble - for why it was the "wrong time" to quit. It wasn't until I started dating someone with children, shortly after my divorce, that it "clicked." I'm at 11 months today. I never could imagine my life without smoking - because it had demanded that much importance. The day I began to resent that cigarettes were holding me hostage from a life without coughing, required breaks, awful smells, airport anxiety, and $10 a day, the rest was just recognizing nicotine's voice in my head and telling it to shut the heck up.
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