The worst part about it is that I'm ashamed of my habit more than half the time. I pheen for a cigarette it seems, at every family function. I've come up with excuse after excuse to go outside, trying to hide my embarrassing habit. You'd think if I'm so ashamed of smoking, then why do I continue to smoke? Well, let me tell you addiction is a powerful thing. Much more powerful than I thought it woul

d be back when I was fourteen. Every night before I go to bed I tell myself, "This is going to be my last cigarette." But how is it humanly possible for me to quit when I'm constantly surrounded by smokers? I can't even watch a movie with someone smoking in it and not crave a cigarette. More than half my family smokes, almost everyone at my job smokes and the majority of my friends smoke. I feel like in order to quit I'd have to cut myself off from the world.

I've tried to quit numerous times but basically don't want to be around me if I haven't had a cigarette. Without my morning cigarette, you'd think I was PMSing. I'm grouchy, irritable and all I can think about is having a cigarette.

It's disgusting for me to think that if I don't quit soon, years down the line I'll end up an old woman with a raspy voice, wrinkled skin, yellow decaying tee

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