Quit Smoking The Easy Way...

By Guest Blogger Victoria F. 

2014 is almost here, and we’re all going to start thinking about those goals we want to achieve in the New Year. Resolutions are made, and broken, but I decided to start one early. I quit smoking the easiest way that I knew how, and it didn't require any money or time. However, i
t did require selfishness, and it did require strength. 

...the best way to quit smoking is to just stop.

French anti-smoking advertisement: "Slave to Tobacco"
For six years of my life there was only one thing that was consistent: I never knew what to expect. From 16 to 22,  I changed so much. I graduated high school, fell in and out of love; lost my only grandfather and moved away to college.

The only other constant was that I smoked cigarettes. My Father has smoked for as long as I've been alive, as did my closest friends. It never bothered me or grossed me out. It interested me because it always appeared to be a social thing. Whenever I would be with my parents and my Dad went outside, almost all his friends would follow.

When I first started smoking, I wasn't even correctly inhaling. I genuinely believed that it made me "look cool". I thought it was a part of my social life. My friends made fun of me, but then tried to teach me. My first serious relationship was with a guy who also smoked, and before I knew it, I was a pro. I hid it from my parents until I was 18, so convinced that they had no idea. Gum and perfume were a regular part of my outfit           
Smoking became a crutch, while so much around me was changing. 
  • My relationship was over.
  • School was putting me in debt.
  • There was a chance I may not graduate.
The idea of disappointing my parents was just heartbreaking. So I started to smoke more. Although I was working the least I had in years, I always had money for smokes. Every so often, somebody would ask me "why don't you quit?", and I would usually laugh. 

Graduation is this May and the amount of knowledge I have obtained is astounding. I once felt like I would never graduate. Since starting school, I have grown socially, mentally, academically, and emotionally.  

It’s unfortunate to say that cigarettes got me through some of my toughest times. When I was up at 2 or 3 in the morning, stressed over my collegiate career, I had a cigarette. When I worked really hard at my internship, but didn't see the benefits or appreciation of the work I had done, I had a cigarette.

August 2013, I decided I would quit. I had said so many times I would do it, but for the first time ever I was serious. I wanted to make a serious change in my life. There were many times in my life that smoking cigarettes was all I could think about. In addition to the mental burden smoking bared upon my life it is incredibly expensive. So one day, I decided to quit.

Today, I can now proudly say I haven't touched a cigarette in 3 months. I took quitting smoking to be a mental challenge. I was determined to quit, and prove the non-believers wrong. I quit for myself, which I believe was the oil in helping the mental gears continue to go. While I still have friends and family that smoke, I am unfazed by it. Not only has it saved me a huge amount of money (roughly $390) but it has made me believe that nothing is impossible. 


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