It's time.

Well it is time...I have spoken about it, tried, failed a few times. But after seeing my son in tears begging me to stop I have decided that I don't want to chance not being around for him in the long term. 

I was always one of those people that thought..arhh cancer can happen to anyone - but you know what that was naive. My grandfather and grandmother both died from cigarette related cancers and I don't want to follow in their footsteps. 

I started smoking in high school - when it was cool to do so and being a teenager who was bullied it was a way to fit in. This isn't so anymore, I am a strong and confident woman who no longer needs cigarettes to fit into the social circles - if anything now I don't fit in because I smoke. And I am sick of always thinking do I have enough cigarettes to get through till I can go to the shops tomorrow and of taking "breaks" when out to go and have a puff. 

I am sure there are going to be days that are really tough - like when I have uni assignments due or when my son is being painful. But you know what? There are millions of people in the world who have the same stressors and they don't need cigarettes so therefore nor do I. 

Good luck to everyone else who is on the same quit path. Here's to a happier, healthier life and a much fatter wallet!