Hello brave new friends,
So I have had this bad habit for a while, fifteen years on and off, I suppose, but not quite honest with myself about it. I'm 32 and live alone, am writing a dissertation and some other stuff. The problem is that all the stressful time alone at my computer has lately fueled my habit, so I've inched up to about 1/2 a pack a day, which I'm not proud of.
I have to quit because my boyfriend just had half a lung removed. And he's never even smoked. He's a vegetarian even!
I also have to quit because i live in New York City and cigarette packs cost $13.00.
I also end up sneaking around, hiding the habit from others. Especially family. I have been at home with my parents for about 5 days and avoided cigarettes for 5 days -- I have done that in the past -- but am afraid that when I go back up to New York, my solitude... I'll be up against the same old temptations.
Plan: to work in cafes or libraries -- not at home -- and maybe with my boyfriend who is nagging me about my habit. We have a sort of pact: 150 min of exercise per week for him, no cigarettes for me.
Friends, your own stories are inspiring, exhilarating, sometimes scary, and mostly sound. Thanks for your company.
Sal P
