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The Best Way To End Smoking Is The Natural Way
The writer of the article has been a life long smoker from Europe. After moving to the US, and being diagnosed with asthma, nearing her middle age, she was trying to stop smoking almost on everyday basis, but all of the efforts unhappily did not succeed. Nicotine gum and patches didn't work for her, so she contacted her surgeon, who registered her in a program and prescribed medications, but that didn't her her quit smoking either. What she discovered was that a severe change of routine worked best in her case. Somewhat funny came to to a quite serious matter recommends that everybody needs to find what works greatly for them, as popular "one size fits all" approach never makes everyone happy.
In the first person: I was born 40 something years before in Europe, with a cigarette in my mouth. My parents smoked, my relatives smoked, my friends smoked. My father is 82 and still a chain smoker. Smoking is an necessary part of cultural habits, socializing, and having fun. For a culture that lives on streets full of cafes, smoking is not optional, it's nearly obligatory.
I was 13 when I got addicted on cigarettes, enough to begin budgeting part of my everyday allowance for cigarettes. Mind you, I wasn't an outcast, a straight A learner, from a well-to-do academic family, I was truly trying to fit in. At that point, and also many years later, trying to stop smoking was not even in the back of my mind. It will take me 30 more years to get to that point.
Writer by occupation, smoking was vastly a part of my everyday schedule. It was accurately like it used to be in the old black and white movies - me, the typewriter, and the big ashtray with the cigarette butts heaped up high. Soon after I moved to the US, the problems with my smoking resulted. They were not only of social nature any more; they became a health concern too. Not merely did I move to the Bay Area, California, which was the undeniable leader in the witch search for smokers, I was analyzed with asthma.
I could say from that moment on, 15 years before, I was trying to quit smoking on an everyday basis. There was already a drastic change in place for me - I couldn't smoke at my office any more and I had to time my smoking habits according to the office schedule. It was harder at home as my associate, an American, was a smoker also.
We decided to merely smoke outside the home. That didn't work at all, as, unfortunately, it's California, the climate is pleasant year around, so we both finished up merely sleeping in the house, while living, eating, having friends over on the back yard patio. It's astounding with how much yard work you can invent - our postage stamp sized back yard became more like a jungle with heirloom tomatoes, tea roses, sweet peas, and citrus trees.
I lastly quit smoking cold turkey. Two years later, with a new lease on life, I'm proud to say - I haven't had a cigarette since. I understand it very well: once an addict, always an addict and I had my share of night sweats, nightmares, unstoppable shivers, unmanageable crying. But I can always say it was caused by my divorce drama, not nicotine. Every now and then, during lunch break in the monetary region, I stop by somebody smoking in front of their office building. Second hand smoke still smells so good.
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