Can you believe this? It's actually been three months since I puffed away my last cigarette! Since then, I haven't even taken one drag, so I think it's safe to say I'm officially smoke-free. Even better: if it wasn't because of other people noticing, I wouldn't have even thought about it today, so this special moment would have past without notice.
During these past three months I definitely started feeling better, heathier. As you know I exercise quite a lot nowadays, and I sure enough can feel I get more breath and can be more active without feeling exhausted. You can notice the first differences almost immediately, but after a couple of months it actually feels as if you've never been an addict.
Not a day goes by without me being happy not to be a smoker anymore. For instance, as I'm writing this blog entry, it's raining outside. Imagine I'd run out of cigarettes just a minute ago. The former addict in me would have insisted going on a 15 minute walk to the gas station to buy a new package, no matter what fucked up weather it would be. In contrast, imagine me sitting all warm and cosy in my house, with a nice glass of ice tea, listening to the rain outside. Need I say more?
When you're reading this as a smoker, I can wholeheartedly recommend quiting. It may seem like an intolerable sacrifice, but really: it ain't that hard! You'll love yourself for it afterwards.
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