I had my last cigarette on 23rd December 1994. I smoked the last but one in a packet of 20, scrunched up the remaining one and threw it away. I was a 25 a day man and had smoked since my early teens. I gave up after reading a book called 'how to give up smoking' :D
The book advised you to pick a date in the not too distance future. That was the day you would completely stop. No gradual winding down but just finis. It explained that it would take about 21 days for the nicotine to leave your system and then you would not want any more. That's what I did and it worked. It was far from easy but it did get gradually easier over time, with the gaps between wanting to smoke getting bigger and the periods of actually wanting a smoke getting shorter and less intense.
I still occasionally dream I have succumbed to temptation and had a smoke, thereby wiping out my perfect record, when I wake up with a guilty feeling and slowly realise it was just a dream.
Giving up is good. It saves money (a lot of money, actually), stops you smelling like a dirty ash-tray, relieves you of the constant nagging doubt about whether you have enough cigarettes to last until the next time you will be somewhere you can buy them, improves your health and renders you less of a social pariah. On the dark side, it's not great for the waistline.
I am not a rabid anti-smoker. I still quite like the aroma but I think there all come a time when the whole tobacco thing has vanished..
If I could smoke only the cigs I actually enjoyed, say four or five a day, I might take it up again but I am pretty sure I couldn't keep the lid on it once I started. My father gave up at the same age as me, funnily enough - 38.
The book advised you to pick a date in the not too distance future. That was the day you would completely stop. No gradual winding down but just finis. It explained that it would take about 21 days for the nicotine to leave your system and then you would not want any more. That's what I did and it worked. It was far from easy but it did get gradually easier over time, with the gaps between wanting to smoke getting bigger and the periods of actually wanting a smoke getting shorter and less intense.
I still occasionally dream I have succumbed to temptation and had a smoke, thereby wiping out my perfect record, when I wake up with a guilty feeling and slowly realise it was just a dream.
Giving up is good. It saves money (a lot of money, actually), stops you smelling like a dirty ash-tray, relieves you of the constant nagging doubt about whether you have enough cigarettes to last until the next time you will be somewhere you can buy them, improves your health and renders you less of a social pariah. On the dark side, it's not great for the waistline.
I am not a rabid anti-smoker. I still quite like the aroma but I think there all come a time when the whole tobacco thing has vanished..
If I could smoke only the cigs I actually enjoyed, say four or five a day, I might take it up again but I am pretty sure I couldn't keep the lid on it once I started. My father gave up at the same age as me, funnily enough - 38.
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