2 months ago today I quit smoking.
I feel pretty good, and pretty proud of myself, but to be honest with you – I felt I’d feel better…
Everyone kept (keeps) saying that things would smell differently and taste differently and I feel like a new person… but I just don’t think they do.
Although, both my mother and this couple that comes to Jack’s all the time said my skin looks better/brighter, so that’s cool.
Regardless, I’m glad I quit. Finally.
Smoking is a bad habit with horrible repercussions. One of the hardest things I have ever experienced was watching my grandmother suffer, I mean really painfully suffer, from lung cancer and eventually die from her smoking addiction. The worst part was that she didn’t have the willpower to put down the cigarette. I miss her terribly.
Because of this experience, it’s really hard for me to watch people I love smoke.
And if that’s not enough, it’s harmful to those around you.
Stay strong girl!