What I didn't realise was that I had merely changed my lifestyle. The killer was having a beer and thus, I'd avoided that many times or just had a quick one or two. Going out for a night on the booze would have seen me back on the fags and over the next 20 years, I was to realise that as the fundamental route cause of my inability to get off the smokes forever.
I'm off the smokes for a while now and barring a hickup or two right at day 2 or 3 I've been ok. I hit a wall after about a week and another taller one which has broken me in the past after about 2 weeks. Some days now I don't think about it, sometimes it is right there and if I thought I could really have just one, then I would, but I know that resets the "how many days since" clock and all the good work goes out of the window.
Years ago, a guy in his 40s told me that he had been off for 7 years and then, after a heavy night on the booze, he was back on a couple of packets a day. He said that cigarettes never let you go, not even years later. I thoroughly believe him. I don't see a day when I would not like a smoke, even though I know the first one may taste like shit. The fact is that I liked smoking, the money was not an issue, there were no health issues and I didn't want to stop.
I stopped because of someone else, my daughter. If I didn't have her then I probably would not bother but a partner could perhaps persuade me differently.
I know that I am only one cigarette away from being back on X a day. I know that I can't go boozing because that is not something I can do without a cigarette. So there has been a much bigger change with no booze as a means of keeping off the cigarettes. I do long for a smoke, food tastes crap, not better and I know that it will be like that forever. Maybe when my kid grows up and leaves home I can get backon the fags












