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I quit for three months (once upon a time). For three months all I could think about was cigarettes. Every waking moment was spent thinking about cigarettes. In my sleep I dreamed about cigarettes. I would dream about smoking these giant sized cigarettes.
I might have toughed it out if a good friend of mine had not returned to smoking after being a non smoker for eighteen months. He had quit and begin to advise me how easy it was for him to quit. He told me that once he got past ten days he didn't want a cigarette anymore.
When I asked him why he started smoking again he told me that he had been lying to me. He told me that for eighteen months he actually had been miserable.
Since I was extemely miserable (having been off for three months) I decided to end my misery then and there.
At the time I had been smoking for about thirty years. I now have been smoking for about fifty years. I began smoking when I went to Korea. Cigarettes were issued with C-Rats and I would say that over 90% of the guys in my unit smoked. What the hell you did not know from one moment to the next if you would be alive.
Have I payed a consequence? Yes, and cigarettes will probably be the cause of my death, but I am old anyhow.
I smoke about three packs per day.
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