I started smoking at 15. I was always sure that I could quit anytime I wanted to, that I could smoke for just another couple of years, etc, etc. Well, now I'm 55 years old. My face is so wrinkled, you'd think I was 75. I am so glad I quit now, but beleive me, this is a very fragile quit. I have grandchildren now, and I don't want them to know me as a smoker. I don't want my body, my clothes, my house, my car to smell like tobacco smoke.
I sooo wish I could turn back the clock, to where I was babysitting after school, and teaching myself how to smoke. Isn't that the stupidest thing? You have to TEACH yourself how to smoke. I remember the first time I craved a cigarette, in class. I remember thinking to myself...what have you done?
When I see teens standing outside highschool and smoking..I want to stop my car..roll down the window and yell at them.."Do you want to look like me?" "Keep smoking!"
In my heart of hearts I know they won't give a d**--they're young, nothing can happen to them..they'll always be beautiful, always in control.
Please please try to get over this bad time. I'm still going through withdrawals, but I know that I will survive..I will come out on the other side.
Who needs to stick rolled up peices of paper, stuffed with dried stuff, into their mouths and draw noxious smoke into their beautiful, pink, lungs? Not me! N.O.P.E.
Please hold on to your quit Material Girl. You are worth it. Love yourself.
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 10/3/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 56
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 1,708
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $462
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 7 [B]Hrs:[/B] 9 [B]Mins:[/B] 13 [B]Seconds:[/B] 34