We must choose not to smoke.
I have gone through several severe depressions since I quit. I don't light one.
My family here at home, and here on EX, helps me remember that I don't smoke anymore.
Why don't I smoke?
I will wear a large scar down the middle of my chest the rest of my life.
I had a triple-bypass Oct. 22, 2013. I was operating on about 20% of one artery. I was that close to the next world. Never again will I put my heart and lungs in that much danger. My lungs will heal a lot in time, but I will always have the coronary scars from several "silent" heart attacks. The tradeoff isn't worth it, is it?
This is a repost of something from earlier in my quit journey. I thought it might help someone in their quit. It speaks to just one of the dangers of nicotine addiction.
Hugs and love from all of us that are traveling with you.
One step at a time gets you where you are going.
Larry the Caravan Master