For almost 10 years I couldn’t think of having a day without a cigarette or 2 or 3… I just couldn’t do it, I would get exasperated, my whole body would hurt. So much money and health wasted. Just one day I decide not to no more cigarettes again, I got sick of it. I live in NYC and I guess that also helped, they are so damn expensive here. After 5 months without a cigarette, I think I’m absolutely done with it, I’m so glad I don’t feel the need to do it. Everytime I see someone smoking in the street or a friend that is talking to me while smoking I just can’t think I used to be a smoker myself, it’s so unfamiliar.
The sense that I’m in control instead of being controlled by things: a company, an addiction, a bad habit… whatever, it just fills my whole spirit with gladness, it’s like i’m no longer a slave and I don’t want to ever look back.
