Checks calendar - realizes it’s been 7 years almost to the day since my last cigarette (8/9/2017). Started around 15 years old (I’m 61 now), and quit a few times along the way, once for over 5 years, then always thought I could “have just one” and control it. No dice. I still occassionaly get the urge and actually like catching a whiff of second hand smoke, although the stench on people’s clothes who smoke is objectionable. A few years ago, I went to a cigar bar with a friend of mine and was reminded of how my clothes used to smell after going to bars (I predate the ban on indoor smoking).
I always used to say, if the doctor told me I had a year to live, the first thing I’d do is go out and buy a pack of cigarettes. Not sure I still feel that way, mostly because my SO wouldn’t be too happy about it. I’m torn between being nostalgic for my old smoking days and being disgusted by the hacking, phlegm, sore throats, stinking clothes and car etc. I’m kind of happy that cigs are $10+ per pack now. If I get the urge, I think about the $300+ per month I’d have to shell out if I got hooked again. Cigarettes were 50¢ a pack when I first started in high school. The fact that smoking is much less tolerated and socially acceptable also helps to curtail the addiction. That nicotene is a hell of a drug.