Yay ! ! ! ! !
At the time I quit, I didn't actually know that I was quitting. I was simply trying to see how long I could go without smoking.... trying to set a 'personal best'.
It was tough, but I kept going by keeping tally of how much money I was saving (I was broke at the time), and when it got even tougher I reminded myself what an investment I now had in not smoking (the number of days that I had already gone without a smoke). And when it got tough to the point that I knew I was going to relapse, I imagined being in the doctor's office when I was 45 being told I had lung cancer --- and I knew that if that happened I'd be furious with myself that I had allowed being a wuss to bring me to death's door !
So now it's 50 years later, and smoking is just a distant bad dream.
