I was one of those guys that everyone thought that I would never quit smoking. I started when I was 14 and smoked for 50 years. I tried many times to quit. I now realize that I was never really committed to my quit. God had to hit me over the head many times before I finally stopped for good.
I got bladder cancer...peed pure blood and it scared the crap out of me. Did I quit?...no. I had a heart attack...died and was brought back from a blockage caused by smoking. Did I quit?...no. I was diagnosed with emphysema and was going through terrible coughing bouts. (still am) Did I quit?...no. I was told that I have an Aortic Anurism ...it's a swelling of the lower part of your heart, that if it is not curtailed, will lead to your heart exploding and, I think you can guess the outcome. Did I quit?...no.
Last year, my wife of 30 years was dying of cancer...breast cancer that came back from when she was 32. I was going out into the garage to smoke when it was -20 in Minnesota where I live. One day, I had this thought about what my wife was going through, all the signs that I had been given and I was like....Hey!...What the hell are you doing?!?
That was June 11th of 2013...I stopped the next day and went through some really bad withdrawal from nicotine addiction for weeks. Everyday, I would tell myself that , yes...this hurts, but it's better than dying, right? And it was! Once I got past the initial pain of withdrawal, it was easy. People said that you will actually get to the point where you don't even think about smoking. I thought BS, but they were right.
I know that some of you have mentioned special circumstances during your quit that put strain on you and made it difficult. I quit on June 12, 2013. A few months prior, my close friend died of oral cancer due to smoking. My Father-In-Law died on August 4, 2013 and I flew down to his funeral in Florida on a Friday night. I flew back on that Sunday afternoon to find that my wife was so far gone that she needed hospice care immediately. She passed away the following Friday morning. A month later, her cousin committed suicide and her other cousin was diagnosed with Lukemia. I could go on with many more stories that have happened since I quit, but that is life.
When you decide to save your life, nothing...NOTHING can stop you. Life goes on with all of its heartbreaks and tragedies. Decide to live out your life and see where it will go. Only you have the power to do that.
If I can do this....you CAN do this!