Joined: Sep. 2005
I smoked for ten years, mainly Marlboro Lights, but also Silk Cut and Camel Lights, and occasionally anything else if I had little choice and needed to light up.
It took a hiking trip along the Inca trail in Peru, where some of the walks are at altitude where the air is thin, to make me realise how much smoking had adversely affected my health. I became out-of-breath extremely easily, my fitness unreasonably poor, my lung's ability to process oxygen unduly limited.
At a relatively young 28 years of age this came as a real shock. I decided there and then that I would not smoke another cigarette, and to this day a little over four years later I have not relented.
The habit was hard to break, particularly when out socialising. But I decided that if I were to see it through, it would be through sheer will; patches and other alternate forms of nicotine intake still feed the addiction troll, and that just didn't hold water with how to successfully break the habit for me.
As Flint has said, I think that it's best just to suffer and bear it if you are to break it.
Now, very occasionally, I get a pang when I'm in a pub and I see someone light up. But one glance at a disgusting and overflowing ashtray, one nauseating whiff of putrid smoke in a restaurant while I'm eating, one walk in the hills when I can breathe the fresh air and can stride energetically without loss of breath, and I am quickly reminded of why I gave up.
Go at it and stick to it. It's well worth it. Good luck!