The friends brother who I was supposed to be influencing to quit and I were out in the patio. I was out for some air and he walked into the patio from the workshop smoking a cigarette. I realized right then that smoking was only a decision. He could smoke but I could choose not to. It made me laugh. It felt good. It was like I had felt the urge and I caught myself.
I was able to laugh at it and move on. It became my tool. I had an option..It became a "gotcha" game. For the remainder of those first two weeks, every time I got the urge to smoke I laughed. It got to the point I was thinking of laughing instead of smoking.
The day I got off the patch near the end of the first two weeks, I joined a quit smoking site and that is where I learned the answers to all my questions and when I began putting together a timeline of what we all experience and about when. I wanted to know what to expect and when and that there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
Your mind is your greatest tool. Believe in yourselves. Stick it out. Ask questions. Keep Moving Forward>
"The only way out is through"
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