Bill K. said:
Congratulations Bill & Joe !!!
After 50 years of this nasty habit, I woud love to know how you did it.
At today's prices for smokes, it's like taking a brand new Leica M with a nice lens and watching burn in a fireplace or being run over by a large truck about every 18 months.
Now that is a scary image - maybee if I dwell on it ????
Regards to all,
Bill K.
Three things worked for me.
1) I got married. My wife did not ask me to stop smoking. She did talk to me about how she should live her life after I'm dead. At about age 60. Just as my father (61) and my grandfather (age 69) died.
2) I do not like my teeth rotting out of my head. I brush them twice a day, I take care of them, but they're falling apart. I am told that's related to smoking. And they look like hell, I'm embarrassed.
3) I am a weak man. I know that. I give in to urges. But I told myself that I could be strong for two minutes, and that was the price of a smoke. In other words, when I felt the urge, I told myself that I would give in - and have the smoke. But first, I had to wait two minutes. If I still wanted the cigarette in two minutes, then fine. I found that this trick worked for me. After two minutes, the urge had always passed. It came around again, and I played the same game again. Two minutes. I can only be brave for two minutes at a time - but that was enough.
By the way, I got that from Church. Works there too. "God, I know I'm a sinner. Big time. And I'm gonna go and sin up a storm, starting right now. But for two mintues, I'll resist as best I can. After that, I'm going to go sin like crazy. So give me the strength or close Your eyes, this isn't going to be pretty."
I do not beat my chest and crow that I quit 'cold turkey' but essentially that's what I did. I just stopped on June 12, 2004. I have not had one since. The worst of the physical symptoms were over in two weeks, and the cravings have been slowly vanishing since then. I will probably fight the battle forever, though.
Best Regards & Good Luck. If you quit, do it for you.
Bill Mattocks