It is common for people with life-long depression to be life-long smokers. Without a doubt, I will someday again enjoy the comfort, and suffer the consequence of bad health, from smoking cigars. I love tobacco smoke, I was hooked from the first puff, and the addiction will stay with me until I die. In the meantime, I am choosing to give it a rest.
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Saturday, September 5, 2009
One year of abstinence
In 1997, after 35-years of smoking, I quit for health reasons and toughed it out until Memorial Day in 2006 when I again took solace in tobacco. With the help of nicotine gum, I am again in a period of abstinence from smoking that so far has lasted one year.