To be honest I dont remember my quit date but the moral behind the story is the same... 2 years ago, before my sticky quit I was in trouble. I was struggling to stay quit, I had some good time under my belt including a good strong quit of half a year. Then bam out of nowhere a friend came to town... a friend I would smoke with, drink with, get high with... and my hard work went up in smoke. But before that time I had been trying to quit for a while. Those who knew me elsewhere knew the history. It's not a story that is unique as many people could call it their own. But it was unique to me as is each of your quits. No matter the similarities the quit is yours. Grab the bull by the horns and take ownership. No matter what life throws at you, no matter the struggles smoking is not the answer.
That glob in your throat, that nasty taste in your mouth, that smell on your skin, in you car, on your clothes... its all trash. But my struggles turned to happiness. Turned to success. Turned into a high five!! I got serious... i knew i didnt have much else left in me. If now, it was likely never. Would I see my kids go to high school? College? Get married? Have a baby? Have a life? Maybe, maybe not but I wasnt about to take that chance. Would I grow old with the love of my life? No I wouldn't... I would leave all too soon.
How many questions do you want in your life? I'd rather have more certainties than questions. And while nothing is certain I know this... my odds are better.
How will you roll the dice? Id rather do it at the craps table than on the roulette wheels of life.