This was the only way I could quit - just like the alcoholic, which I am not. However, since I used to be married to a raging alcoholic, I have the weaknesses they have - addiction and compulsion, enabling, etcc.I remember the day well - I had finally decided to stop after looking at my ash tray, and finding four lit cigarettes (all mine) and knew that I indeed had a problem. I guess I hit bottom. I quit on January 2, 1963 - my husband helped me at first - he quit for six weeks and then couldn't stay away. He started up again and smoked til he died in 1984 of severe alcoholism.I never had another cigarette - it was not easy, never said it was. However, I had help from my higher power, whom I choose to call God. He helped me through the darkest days, one day at a time. Sometimes it was just one minute at a time. Now, I will have to admit that I am ome of those terrible reformed smokers who cannot stand the smell of cigarettes any longer - maybe that was a blessing from God, I don't know. I do know I am very grateful.Now, I am glad I stopped - life is better, now I can smell the manure, but I can also smell the spagetti, chocolate - all those things that seemed to disappear.For those of you who want to stop but don't think you can - you can, with help. Don't think you have to do it alone. We will all help you through it. When you have the urge to smoke, decide you will wait for ten minutes - often by that time, the urge has lessened and you are safe for a while longer. You might not be able to give anything up, but you can do anything, one day at a time!Let go and let God!
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