I stopped smoking about ten years ago. It was one of the few good decisions I’ve made in my life and, since that day, I haven’t missed cigarettes at all. I don’t miss them. I didn't miss them the first day I stopped and I still don’t.
Let me provide a small bit of context to give you some feeling for the depth of my addiction. I was the person who had three cigarettes before getting out of bed. I was that disgusting bastard who used to wake up at four in the morning and hobble downstairs for a coffee and a smoke. I used to say, Hey! It’s time for a delicious, fibre-rich, vitamin-packed cigarette, bursting with all the essential nutrients and vitamins essential for daily health and vitality.
Did i like cigs......I fucking loved them.
If you’re a serious smoker, you’ll recognise this. You know when you have a cigarette on the go, and the idea comes into your mind:.... fuck I’d love a smoke. So you do!! You light up another while the first one is burning away in the ashtray. I was that guy and I understand your experience. But I don’t do it anymore. I don’t smoke......disgusting habit
Why am I telling you this? Very good question. I don’t give two shits if you smoke or not. It’s your problem. I’m only telling you this because it was the first thing that came into my mind, but it is actually true. I was the worst smoker in the world, and I stopped with no ill effects at all. Send me a million quid and I’ll tell you the secret.
Ahh shit...... I’m going to tell you the secret for nothing. Do you want to be a non-smoker? Right, then. Here’s the secret. Don’t buy them and don’t light them. Before you know it, you’ll be a non-smoker too.