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I had started smoking in college, 9 years ago. Mostly to not feel left out from the daily group plans to go out to the tea stall outside the college campus and sit and smoke. I continued to smoke till 6 months ago. Then I stopped. Primarily because I wanted to be a better person and I was looking at cigarette addiction as a weakness. I replaced my daily routine with was built around smoke breaks to tea breaks. Started working out.
I genuinely believed that once I am able to conquer my smoking addiction, my life will turn around. I’ll be able to find direction in life; will be able to focus on my business and it will take off.
I stayed off it for 5 months and 15 days. Then I had to go to my college friend’s wedding. I don’t know what snapped inside me; I just gave in. As soon as I landed at the layover I came out of airport, bought a cigarette and lit it.
It has been 17 days since. I had fallen back to my old patterns, lighting a cigarette after every activity, planning for cigarette stocks for the night. I was also starting to loose hope in myself and a better future where I make it in life. Everything was starting to come down. Not like I had done remarkable things during the period I had quit smoking. But things felt different.
Today when I was going to sleep, I felt the stench of cigarette smoke from my hands and t shirt and I absolutely hated myself. Got up. Found the pack of cigarettes. It had 2 left inside it. For a fraction of second a thought came to my mind that let me just smoke these two and will not buy after this. I’ll quit from tomorrow, fresh day - fresh start and shit. And suddenly I realised it’s the same sentence I had told myself so many times when I had first quit 6 months ago. I did not think anything else, just took those two cigarettes and broke them and put it in a bag along with the lighter, the ashtray, the tshirt and shorts which were stinking of cigarettes and threw everything out of the house.
Now I am free! And stronger than ever!
Thanks for reading.
I had started smoking in college, 9 years ago. Mostly to not feel left out from the daily group plans to go out to the tea stall outside the college campus and sit and smoke. I continued to smoke till 6 months ago. Then I stopped. Primarily because I wanted to be a better person and I was looking at cigarette addiction as a weakness. I replaced my daily routine with was built around smoke breaks to tea breaks. Started working out.
I genuinely believed that once I am able to conquer my smoking addiction, my life will turn around. I’ll be able to find direction in life; will be able to focus on my business and it will take off.
I stayed off it for 5 months and 15 days. Then I had to go to my college friend’s wedding. I don’t know what snapped inside me; I just gave in. As soon as I landed at the layover I came out of airport, bought a cigarette and lit it.
It has been 17 days since. I had fallen back to my old patterns, lighting a cigarette after every activity, planning for cigarette stocks for the night. I was also starting to loose hope in myself and a better future where I make it in life. Everything was starting to come down. Not like I had done remarkable things during the period I had quit smoking. But things felt different.
Today when I was going to sleep, I felt the stench of cigarette smoke from my hands and t shirt and I absolutely hated myself. Got up. Found the pack of cigarettes. It had 2 left inside it. For a fraction of second a thought came to my mind that let me just smoke these two and will not buy after this. I’ll quit from tomorrow, fresh day - fresh start and shit. And suddenly I realised it’s the same sentence I had told myself so many times when I had first quit 6 months ago. I did not think anything else, just took those two cigarettes and broke them and put it in a bag along with the lighter, the ashtray, the tshirt and shorts which were stinking of cigarettes and threw everything out of the house.
Now I am free! And stronger than ever!
Thanks for reading.