For me I found casual or occasional smoking could too easily become “just one more”. I hated the fact that it had a grip over me but I needed a more definitive reason to quit.
What worked for me was when my sister told me she was going to have a baby. I didn’t want that kid to have smoking adults in her life. Which meant I had to quit, and hopefully that would help my sister to quit as well. I don’t know if my actions made any difference but she did quit. Doing it for a kid was a powerful motivator for me. When she gave me the news, I put down the phone, tossed my remaining cigarettes in the trash and left it at that. Not even one last one. I knew I had the motivation I was waiting for and that was the end of it.
I guess everybody has their own way that works for them and you just need to find what that is.
Yeah for sure. I was afraid of the “just one more” that’s why I don’t think of it as casual. I expressly forbid it in association with things I do every day or places I am every day. One rule I have is not to buy any packs ever — you don’t move in with your FWB lol. But if there’s a crowd of friends or something, we can partake, but it’s like a ritual, it has a clear start and end and you don’t take it home with you.
That said, you’re right. It’s better to just never touch it again, but personally I can’t live with the thought of being banned from something for the rest of my life, because that implies I’ve already experienced it for the last time in my life, and that just brings in the existential dread.
For me I found casual or occasional smoking could too easily become “just one more”. I hated the fact that it had a grip over me but I needed a more definitive reason to quit. What worked for me was when my sister told me she was going to have a baby. I didn’t want that kid to have smoking adults in her life. Which meant I had to quit, and hopefully that would help my sister to quit as well. I don’t know if my actions made any difference but she did quit. Doing it for a kid was a powerful motivator for me. When she gave me the news, I put down the phone, tossed my remaining cigarettes in the trash and left it at that. Not even one last one. I knew I had the motivation I was waiting for and that was the end of it.
I guess everybody has their own way that works for them and you just need to find what that is.
Yeah for sure. I was afraid of the “just one more” that’s why I don’t think of it as casual. I expressly forbid it in association with things I do every day or places I am every day. One rule I have is not to buy any packs ever — you don’t move in with your FWB lol. But if there’s a crowd of friends or something, we can partake, but it’s like a ritual, it has a clear start and end and you don’t take it home with you.
That said, you’re right. It’s better to just never touch it again, but personally I can’t live with the thought of being banned from something for the rest of my life, because that implies I’ve already experienced it for the last time in my life, and that just brings in the existential dread.