The abusive cigarette

I just realised yesterday that just like the 20yr abusive relationship I've just freed myself from, the cigarette is not much different. It's my other abusive relationship that's gone on for 26yrs. I thought it was there to help me, it was always there for me when I was down or alone or stressed out, it was comforting to have around. But what I didn't realise was that it was controlling me, manipulating me, bringing me down further, making me weaker, brainwashing me, isolating me & stopping me from being me, not allowing me to do the things I wanted to do, it was making me into something that I am not! It was suffocating me and in time it would eventually kill me. The worst part is, I was allowing this to happen. Why, because I thought I needed it, it was my friend, I felt bad & sad if I gave it up & desperately wanted it back, so I kept going back. I thought I couldn't live without it. Until one day the veil was lifted, I'd had enough & I could see it for what it really was. Then I got angry & strong & determined & realised I didn't need it anymore, it was in fact ruining my life....Now that I've finally left it, it's constantly trying to get that control back by telling me I need it & I can't live without it, I'm nothing & no good without it. I believed that for a long time but now I know these are all lies - I am my true self without it and that's the way I intend to be from this day forward!