I'll be 34 in July and I started smoking when I was about 14 years old. This is my 3rd quit and I just promised myself I won't put myself through this again by never taking a single puff ever again! I was in my mid 20s the first time I quit and did it with patches. That lasted about a year until a night at the bar got me smoking again. My second quit was about 4 years ago when I found out I was pregnant with my daughter (that was the easiest for some reason... took the pregnancy test and just didn't smoke again after that). I was going through a stressful time about 2 summers ago and picked up this disgusting habit again. Here I am on Day 3 of my last quit and going cold turkey. I'm so sick of hiding from my toddler and making up lies as to why mommy needs to go outside (my husband has had to cover for me). I'm sick of the smell. I'm sick of being out of breath when I'm at the park with my kid. The cravings are strong but not as strong as my motivation right now. I've learned that I can never have even a single puff ever again in my life if I want to win. Why have I kept putting myself through this? Share your quit stories with me so I can read them and get over the Day 3 hump already!