I didn't quit because I feared anything. I quit because I wanted to start feeling better. I wanted to breathe out of both my nostrils again, have more energy, and stop getting sick all the time. Smoking WAS NOT enjoyable at all to me. In fact it was quite the opposite. At times it made me dizzy, and so tired I could barely get up from a sitting position. It was not fear in any way. Smoking was truly pure addiction......it was a habit and had a sexual appeal to me.

There are so many things in this world that will eventually kill us. the air we breathe, the soda we drink, the steaks we enjoy....anything and everything kills us. It's natural....our bodies are meant to wear down, and everything we do helps that along. I believe everything in moderation is the key to happiness. I don't want to care if someone doesn't approve of my smoking, or drinking....I just want to live my own life regardless of anyone else. As long as those things do not control you they are perfectly OK to indulge in every once in awhile. Although, like an alcoholic I cannot have just one cigarettes. It is morally wrong for me to let such a trivial connection to a overwhelming action have so much control over my life. I suggest people drink, smoke, enjoy red meat, have that piece of chocolate, and just live, but never let anything own you.