It has taken 13 years and many many times of me telling myself, that on Monday morning, I will not need to smoke, and I dont need to take cigarettes with me, and I can do it, but to continually fail. What has finally done it for me to realise smoking is really not worth it. A family friend of my husband, has been diagnosed with cancer. And it is this "c" word that scares me more than any other illness around. I am young, and I want to be able to start a family in the next couple of years, and I want both my husband and I to be able to play with the kids without feeling tired/exhausted, and I want to be able to drive my car, without having the stench of stale smoke lingering around and being embarressed when friends are in the car and they comment on the smell. I want to be able to spend the $70 a week that I had spent on cigarettes on a new pair of shoes or clothes (my husband has other ideas). ;)
