First Post.

Story time. (gather around)
I'll start off with a really cheesy moment between God and me, that I'm proud of .
I had been smoking on and off for a year. Gradually, because of having this freedom to openly smoke at university, the number of cigarettes increased. (1 to 2, 2 to 3, 3 lead to 4 etc.etc.) I began to depend on them as a source of 'something to do' and a stress reliever. Then when it came time for me to go home for winter break I decided (yet again) to try and quit and this lasted for most of the break, yet with the first sign of temptation I gave in all to easily and chained smoke like crazy.
So upon my arrival back at school I went on a crazy midnight run (which involves waiting for a bus out in the freezing cold) for a pack of ciggs. Once i had the pack I smoked like crazy till it was time to go upstairs and sleep. Then the next morning, I set a goal of smoking no more than 4. (which of course was already seeming to fail by the end of an hour)
AS my boyfriend went off to class, he left me outside and what did I do?
but smoke of course.
And after some reading and listening to music, I went back outside for a smoking break.
I just stood outside the building next to the sign that read "no smoking within 25 ft" about to light up, when I thought this is disgusting. I don't even like to smoke anymore. The aftertaste is unpleasant and nauseating.
After a few puffs, I put it out half- finished. And prayed.
I asked God to please help me quit smoking, because I had tried to stop so many times before and nothing was accomplished; I couldn't do this on my own.

I threw out my last pack of cigarettes and since then haven't looked back.
It's miracoulous that even after quitting cold turkey, I haven't been tempted. There's so many people on campus that smoke on a regular basis (a daily reminder) AND it's so easy to get ciggs.
Thank you.