I promised my children that when my mum died of lung cancer in November 2019 I would quit smoking. I didn't realise how difficult that promise would be to honour. Life has been difficult since I lost mum. I had to evacuate with my children during the fires. The constant lockdowns took a toll on my mental health. We almost became homeless, I lost my job, had a holiday cancelled twice due to Covid, and plenty more. The hardest of all was going through all that without my mum. It's really difficult to quit when your world is in chaos.
Anyway, my world has always been crazy so I can't keep using smoking as an excuse to calm me down. I'm hoping I've had my last cigarette ever on the 29th April.
I've given up numerous times over the years, always cold turkey, but always went back. I'm on patches this time and determined to win. I want to be here for my children. I'm not even a grandma yet. I never want my children to see me dying from a smoking-related disease.