Well, I'm about 20 days later than planned, but I think I'm going to try my luck at quitting smoking again. Cigarettes that is. Boy, what an uphill battle! I've been a daily smoker since I was 15 years old. Both my parents smoked and I think they finally got tired of having to give me the "smoking is bad for you" routine every time I got caught with a pack or came home absolutely reeking of smoke. They knew no matter what they threatened me with, I was going to do it anyway.
When I was around ten my Dad busted me in the back yard smoking one of his butts that I snaked from the ash tray. He was sure he was gonna teach me a lesson by going out and buying a fat cigar and make me smoke the whole thing in front of him. I'm sure that trick prolly worked on some kids but not me. Maybe Dad didn't notice, but I didn't even know how to inhale smoke yet, so it didn't make me sick. My brother still laughs today, because when I was done I asked if I could have another. DOH! I think the first time I inhaled I was about 13. Oh man, did that give me a major buzz. I never really smoked to be "cool" I just liked it. Maybe when I was in high school I thought it made me look "cool", but for the most part, just inhaling smoke in and out of my lungs felt good and always gave me something to do if I was bored. I smoke the most when I'm driving. It just feels natural.
Cold turkey was and will never be an option for me, unless the doctor tells me I'm going to die. Maybe not even then. I'm hooked, lined and sinker'd that's for damn sure. I thought I 'wanted' to quit in 2002. I started jogging and wearing the patch. I chewed on straws and toothpicks. I cut way down on my drinking and tried to stay away from that oh so great smell of cigarette smoke in the rain. I made it nine days before I broke down and bought a pack. I think I knew I was going to deviate from the plan when I got up and put on the stupid patch that morning. I've tried a couple more times since then with the patch, but I never even made it one lousy day.
It's like they say; "you have to want to quit". Apparently I don't wanna quit yet 'cause none of this shit has worked! I tried the gum (tasted worse than an ashtray), I've tried the pills (made my face swell up like a melon, and I've tried the patch. At least the patch allowed my lungs 9 days vacation.
I know some people who have done the hypnotism thing and it worked. My Mom quit in 1995 and has never looked back. She did it thorough some kind of mass group hypnotism. My Dad went to the same one with her, but it didn't take. He went back a second time and it still didn't take. He was still chain toking up until his heart attack last August. If it has anything to do with stubbornness I am screwed! My mom has always told me that I inherited the stubborn gene from my dad. I don't challenge her on that one because she's right. Mom's usually are...
So my buddy Dave sent me this link of a new form of hypnotism currently being tested.
So far, so good!
It's been very effective...
(NSFW by the way...)