This is for all the newbies out there. The elders have all their stories that are something like this one.
There was a man that had began smoking in his early teens. He smoked anything he could get his little mitts on to begin with. Before he knew it, he was hooked big time.
Over the years, his habit went to upwards of 5 packs a day. Many of them were lit and burned up with very few drags off of them. You have to concentrate on work, you know.
One day, a doctor told him he was a very sick man. This guy didn't want to believe this. When he saw the pictures, he had to believe what he was being told.
He entered the hospital with some feelings of never waking up from his surgery.
Twelve hours later, the took him to ICU. He doesn't really remember a lot from the next 4 days. He had a new lease on life. All he had to do was never light another of those killer sticks.
He was in and out of the hospital for a few weeks until they got things under control.
Now he began his journey. It wasn't easy as all he could do for a while was sit at home. This gave the Nic-o-demon his chance to get him back with his lies. Nic whispered that he could make things so much better.
He began walking short distances and that helped a lot. He didn't let Nic talk him into lighting up another one.
That was 3 years ago. The man will never be like he was before, but he is alive and still smoke-free.
He found a new family here at EX and they have stood beside him in this journey to leave those death sticks behind.
I won't promise the journey is easy, but it is so worth everything you go through.
If you haven't guessed by now. I am that man. I threw sickorettes away after 42 years of addiction to them.
I took this journey one day, one step, at a time. You can do this also.
One step, and then another, will get you to where you want to be.
Larry the Caravan Master
