Well, you only need to look at drug laws now, or Prohibition in the States - although I note with amusement your location: given that the government owns a major stake in Japan Tobacco, they’re unlikely to be banning it there any time soon. My habit really kicked into overdrive in the years I was there: with cigarette machines every 50 yards, much cheaper prices and smoking being not just acceptable bit encouraged - ashtrays in McDonalds, for example - it was practically inevitable.
Sorry to hear about your setback, Frank: I think Sgt.Pepper’s advice is good. Take this one on the chin, look at the circumstances that made you want to smoke {God, I hope it wasn’t the modding!}, and see what you can do to avoid or ameliorate them the next time. Don’t give up on yourself, mate.
Official anouncement: I have now been one week without a cigarette. Boo-yah! Yay, me! Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair! Who da man?, and suchlike exultant chest-beating.
I’m really hoping I’ve got this thing beat this time - I’ve got my patterns and triggers figured out, I think, and I’m working around them: instead of smoking after dinner, for example, I’ll go for a walk. The craving has subsided, although the urge is still there, but I can recognise it for what it is and not surrender to it - it doesn’t seem so urgent now: I still want a cigarette, but I don’t feel I need a cigarette. Still bloody grumpy at times, but I’ve issued a pre-emptive apology for the next few weeks - rather like buying Papal indulgences, I think.
And so…after a dry week I’m going to allow myself a couple of beers tonight as a reward - with some trepidation, as drinking has always been a trigger in the past. However, safety protocols have been instituted: there are no cigarettes in the house, there are only three beers in the fridge, so I can’t get toasted and relapse, and the lovely Missus Case has been issued my wallet and car keys, with strict instructions that I am not to have them back until the period of danger has passed.
Johnny LA, Sgt. Pepper, TMINC and Frank - thinkin’ of ya, guys. Hang on in there - it does get easier.