This is a shared story coming from Mike.
It was just another Sunday morning.
I was in the bathroom applying shaving cream to my face.
Shaving is one of my favorite activities and since it was a weekend I don’t need to rush anything.
As I shaved the last patch of shaving cream on my neck, I noticed how old I looked.
For the first time in years I took the time to observe my face very carefully. I noticed the wrinkles on my forehead, beside my eyes and on my cheeks.
I noticed my lips were getting dark. And I also noticed my teeth were stained and yellowish.
I stared at my reflection and I whispered “WTF have I done.” “I looked way too older than my real age,” I said softly.
This was the result after smoking for 25 years.
After staring at myself in front of the bath room mirror for an hour, my journey to quit smoking began.
Now that was 6 months ago and here is my story.
I started smoking when I was 12 years old. My dad was a heavy smoker and he didn’t mind me when he discovered I was already smoking by that age.
He passed away at the very young age of 55 – stroke. And it occurred to me that if I followed his footsteps, I would end up dying young.
“Nope,” I told myself, “I will stop smoking once I reach the age of 30.”
When I finished my studies, I was smoking 1 pack a day.
I never got involved with anyone, probably because I didn’t socialize that much.
I went to work in the morning and went home straight in the evening. And during the weekends I visited my family and relatives.
And that is how boring my life was.
I never bothered to make myself fancy and I never cared about the way I looked. As long as I make myself presentable, I’m satisfied.
I get a haircut every two weeks and I go to the dentist every 6 months.
Everything went on like this, until finally, I reach the age of 30. I have a promise to fulfill – I need to quit smoking.
I tried quitting but to my surprise I can’t. “It’s just a habit, why the hell can’t I quit?” I said.
After failing so many times, (no matter how hard I try) I dismissed quitting and went on with my life dragging my addiction behind me.
At my prime age of 30 I was feeling great but I could feel my health starting to degrade.
I was not as active as my peers were and each time we have an activity (swimming, marathon, biking, etc.),I would always be last one to finish.
Years went by quickly then I noticed my endurance and stamina were also degrading.
I worked on the 5th floor, one time there was a power outage. I was almost late for work so I was forced to use the stairs. I was panting and gasping for air when I reached the 5th floor.
I tried to quitting again but for the love of Zeus I just can’t. And the more I tried the more I smoked.
It wasn’t until the morning of October 4, while playing with my thing [razor] that I realized how bad I looked.
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror for an hour studying myself and I couldn’t believe I’ve done this ugliness to my body.
I was supposed to have a date on that day but I cancelled it. For the first time I got shy to date someone.
So I surfed the Internet, bought some books, ebooks and fortunately I stumbled this quit smoking blog of Rudy.
I literally immersed myself in the world of quit smoking literature; I read Allen Car’s book more than once, I read dozens of articles online, I used auto-suggestion and I was reading positive affirmations many times each day.
I talked to Rudy every week, I listened to quit smoking subliminal messages (hypnosis) every night, I talked to ex-smokers via forums; my whole world evolved around quitting smoking.
And after 6 months of struggle I finally achieved my goal and it’s been 30 days since I extinguished my last cigarette.
This quitting has taught me valuable lessons in life.
If you want to achieve something, then you must have a strong desire to get it.
If you want to become rich, you must have a strong desire to be wealthy.
If you want to become healthy and you must have the strong desire to live a healthy lifestyle.
And if you want to quit smoking, you must have a strong desire to become a non-smoker.