You see, deep down, we all know smoking is wrong. We all know it damages our health.
We've all lost friends and relatives to it's curse.
People often wonder when they are going to be happy about quitting.
If you've won the battle and aren't happy, what was the point?
When we get through No Mans Land, I think we ought to be feeling some kind of happiness that we don't need to smoke anymore.
If you've gone this far and aren't happy about not being chained to smoking you may need to ask yourself (honestly) what it was about smoking that was so wonderful?