Recently I’ve been re-reading Douglas Adams novels, particularly enjoying his travelogue Last Chance To See, but the odd references to smoking makes me wince. Adams died of a heart attack in 2001, and as the British Heart Foundation points out, “quitting is the biggest step you can take to reduce the risk of having a heart attack.”
Two years ago I stopped smoking. The government told me to – well they banned smoking in public places and I went out to the pub for that one last time with a pint in my hand and…
I got drunk – too drunk, didn’t eat any food so I could have more room for lager and cigarettes, hence a blur of visiting the toilet every 10 minutes to piss and, well nothing. I’d drank so much my memory is blank and all I get next is a feeling of shame.
My wife woke and shouted, “What the hell are you doing?” and I looked down, saw myself pissing on the carpet and mumbled, “ugh!” and took myself to the bathroom.
Maybe this is a sign I should give up drinking, but no, I took it as the cue to give up smoking, and this wasn’t the only reason, some of the anxieties that were floating around my head at the time include:
* Brown teeth. Like most handsome young men, I’m dreadfully vain, and I was nauseated by the sight of my increasingly stained tusks. I was scared to smile and would momentarily grimace where I’d flash my teeth, worry that people would be revolted and then drop the grin and look shifty.
* Children. Nothing looks worse than trailing behind a pushchair with a fag in your gob. So I didn’t do it. Hence would find myself not smoking until the evening, finally light a cigarette and then feel a bit sick.
* Fertility. We wanted a second child and it wasn’t happening, we were due an appointment at the hospital for an investigation and I couldn’t bare the idea of being told it’s my fault. Hence if I stopped first, I couldn’t be blamed. Win. I think.
* Smell. A friend recently stopped smoking to persuade his now wife to marry him. He found a difficult time of it and made many attempts including hypnotism. After not smoking for a few days he said to me, “Rob, I never knew when I smoked, but when you go for a cig, and you think no one notices, they do, you really stink.” I hated him for a least a week after that, but he’d certainly produced a clanging bell that struck with a cracked note every time I sparked up.
So that morning I quietly decided to stop smoking, and it was very easy as I was horrifically hung over and I never feel like smoking when I’m ill anyway.
I’ve always found it easy not to smoke for a day or two, as long as I was lurking around the house and not exposed to any stress. It’s the third day that’s always more tricky when the little voice pipes up in my head going, “oh go on, you’ve been good, have a cig.”
This time it was going to be different – instead of giving in to the urge – I googled it. I decided to read as much about smoking as possible so that I’d be going into this battle armed, or more honestly, it was an excuse to immerse myself in smoking without actually putting a cigarette to my mouth.
Unsurprisingly there’s no shortage of smoking stuff online, there’s database fetish sites where every instance of an actresses lighting up is studiously recorded, there’s 80s musician Joe Jackson essay “The Smoking Issue” where he argues that the health risks of cigs have been grossly exaggerated, a furiously edited wikipedia page that helpfully points out that Nazi doctors were the first to link smoking and cancer and of course a hooky PDF copy of How To Give Up Smoking the Easy Way by Allen Carr.
Allen Carr – I have to type that carefully as it’s irresistible to confuse him with the speccy comedian with the Carry On voice Alan Carr. A confusion the comic must have noticed himself and quipped, “me? I’m not giving up fags.”
Carr’s book is repetitive and attempts to brainwash but I found it contained a few helpful ideas which I’ll paraphrase:
* Smoking is addiction to nicotine. All the stuff about needing stuff to do with your hands is nonsense. Addiction to nicotine. That’s it.
* Chewing nicotine gum is unlikely to help, that’s like trying to cure a smackhead by giving him a heroin patch.
* Smoking is a con that works via anxiety. In smoking a cig you simply top yourself up with nicotine. Every second afterwards your nicotine levels are falling and the only way to cure this feeling? Have another cigarette.
* Hence your body learns to associate the reduction of anxiety with cigarettes, yet the only true anxiety it’s resolving is your body’s need for that next cigarette.
What a con. That was the word that really stopped me in my tracks. I hate the idea of being conned. I’m cleverer than that, I like to think anyway.
So how to stop? Carr talks about an addiction monster that must die and every time it’s asking for a cigarette he’s going, “please feed me” and the only way to kill him is to not feed him. Hence every craving should be seen as a good thing, as this is your addiction monster dying.
The next few days were pretty easy, as Will Self writes, “In fact, nicotine withdrawal is a rather pleasant experience — giggly, slightly trippy, rendering the recovering smoker emotionally volatile, likely to laugh, cry or shout.” My particular version of this involved a lunch at an Italian restaurant which reminded me of the extraordinary sensations produced by eating a packet of Frutella on mushrooms.
Over the next few weeks I notice I’ve got a couple of cues for smoking.
* Phone calls to parents.
* Getting off the tube and waiting for buses.
* The pub
The first two are the easiest to deal with – I tell myself that’s the addiction monster dying and I can move on quickly – the pub is a trickier beast.
It’s not so much I want to smoke but my friends want me to smoke. One person in particular is a keen part-time smoker who relied on me to enable him to have the odd cigarette. He pressures me and is irritated when I refuse.
Two years later and it’s much much easier. I hardly think about cigarettes and I feel generally healthier. Woo hoo. And I get to feel superior to the smokers stuck outside restaurants and pubs.
If only Douglas Adams could have knocked the fags on the head then maybe we’d have a few extra books to read, or at the very least, the best ever person to follow on twitter.
Another member of the Drunken-Pissing-On-The-Bedroom-Carpet Club, then?
Funnily enough, that WAS the end of my heavy drinking days.
Adams probably invented Wikipedia and the iPhone without knowing it, so I dare say he also invented Twitter too.
Amen to this. 5 years since I quit now and all my friends still smoke. I don’t judge them for it, I’ve always thought it was cool and still like the smell, but now everyone’s in their 30s there are bound to be some serious health issues arising for some of them. I’ve always tried not to be an evangelical ex-smoker, but maybe I should advertise it a bit better.
BTW, at first I thought your friend had hypnotised his girlfriend so she would marry him. Nice trick.
Another lousy quitter who misses Douglas Adams here. Year and a bit and nicotine receptors hibernating nicely, thank you.
Top post, Rob. More please.
Your comments got me thinking about the amount of talent we’d probably still have, if only they had all just looked after themselves. But then I thought. If they had looked after themselves, would they have had the life experiences that made them talented in the first place?. Any way you look at it, the best songs tend to be written by tortured souls, the best books by those who have either had characterful lives, or known real characters. You don’t meet many interesting people sat drinking mineral water in a safe, quiet, smokeless room.
And for the last day of smoking in pubs, I didn’t get overly hammered, but I DID buy a pipe and stink the whole place out!! :)
I read Allen Carr. I did it to stop the earache from Mrs -O about packing in smoking. Three and a half years laters, I am Mr Smug and Mrs -O as Mrs -O still has a sly tab now and again.
I don’t feel any better for it though. Not so skint, but just as rough.
My dad’s wake-up call was a minor heart attack a few years ago which led to him being opened up through the groin for observation. When they found that his carotid artery was over 90% occluded – that’s a tenth of the normal capacity for blood flow, far less if you also consider blood’s viscosity in narrow flow – they told my mum he had to have a stent inserted there and then, without sewing him back up. No time to lose. He might survive the stenting, they said: might. But he probably wouldn’t last long if they let him get off the table without it.
As I frantically took one of my last few plane journeys ever, desperate to get there in time, they snaked the metal cage up into his heart and pressed the button. Dad said he felt a rush of blood to his head, and a warmth throughout his whole body. He felt, basically, like he’d been sort of sick for twenty years, and suddenly he wasn’t any more. He’s still around, still fairly healthy, and words cannot express how happy I am.
Well done, Rob. They say over ten years (at your age) your body gradually recovers, and eventually it’s as if you never smoked. That means that smoking was conning you out of your comfortable retirement, but now you’ve clawed it back. And also rewarded yourself with a rush of blood to the head twenty-four hours a day.
good on yer for quitting. tobacco is a curse put on the white man for… well you know why.
Even though I was diagnosed with asthma about 14 years ago I have only had 1 asthma attack, and that was 6 years ago. It is now 6 years since I quit and I still occasionally have the urge to smoke. Usually when I read things about other people quitting.
I have just passed my copy of H2G2 to my daughter. I was 11 when I first read it.
Well done, and well said.
Rob.
Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you.
-Someone who gave up yesterday and is now infinitely more motivated
I was never strongly addicted to nicotine. I knew this when, after one year of smoking two packs a day (10 years ago), I suddenly quit because I haven’t got enough money to afford quality cigarettes (basically I traded fags for booze).
Since then, I would smoke nothing for months or one pack over a drinking session. So, technically, I’m not a smoker.
The problem is this: while I have no problem restraining myself, I find smoking very pleasant, especially after a long break. It smells good when you open the pack, it tastes good (well, my brand of choice – Camel – does, I don’t smoke just any brand) and it feels good when you’re puffing one while waiting for the bus in the cold, watching Pulp Fiction with friends or while you’re simply meditating.
Other than that, most non-smokers are like teetotalers to me: they don’t do it for ideological reasons more than good ones.
Have a fag now and then, it won’t kill you. It’s harder to live with a broom up your butt. Just don’t smoke 4 pack a day: it’s expensive and you won’t feel nothing resembling pleasure.
And while I’ve never pissed on the carpet, I puked on it more than once.
All this talking of smoking makes me well fancy a fag now. Thanks Rob!
Woo! I remember when you had first stopped and was dead impressed by the way you were handling it.
Never realised smokers can’t smell how bad it smells – I’d always used that as a reason not to start (along with childhood pneumonia wrecking my lungs) – but seems obvious now.
The one thing you don’t mention is taste – surely that is something that is hugely affected by smoking?
Yeah, I quit some years back too. Was a pretty easy process once I stopped making excuses and packed in smoking joints too. Pipes, Bongs and Vaporizers FTW! Every drag on a tobacco-polluted joint makes you that much more likely to start again. Indeed, that’s what got me started in the first place.
Boo to DNA for not quitting and then dying on us. What a bastard.
It *might* be right to smoke in your late teens. It’s certainly right to quit before your 30s though really.
Thanks that read was just what I needed. quit smoking over 6 months ago, haven’t touched one since, but still get regular cravings. think i just need to find new ways of chilling out!
Nice one Rob. The worst thing about giving up smoking (I am 10 years in) is trying nto to feel smug about it, but It’s an amazing event when you realised you’ve done it.
You never look back
Well researched, thoughtful post, good stuff.
I still haven’t given up yet though.
I gave up cigarettes 9 years ago and have not had one since.
I miss them every day.
On average, smokers of more than 20 cigarettes per day have a life span 2 years shorter than that of non-smokers.
I say, if you enjoy it then take the risk – a happy 68 years has to be better than a miserable 70 years. If you do not want to smoke then give up, but if you are miserable without your baccy then, heck sport, go on with the lovely, lovely fags.
I quit this february after having a brain haemmorhage caused by being a smoker. One life-saving op and several weeks on morphine later and I’m all better and smoke free. The only annoying thing is that I kept meaning to quit fags for ages and never got round to it. Silly me. Still, feel a million times better now and don’t even miss the fags. The morphine, on the other hand… now that’s good shit.
The fact we missed out on following Douglas Adams on Twitter depressed the crap out of me. You made me feel like he’s just died again.
I gave up myself a few years ago, but I’m forwarding this to friends who are giving up or thinking of it.
@jearle
That was fantastic, Rob! What a great read! Yours strikes me as a very Zen approach to quitting smoking. Best part of the article was this:
“Hence every craving should be seen as a good thing, as this is your addiction monster dying.”
That you’ve connected positively with an aspect of quitting smoking that most other quitters see as painstakingly brutal is brilliant. In some respects, that kind of thinking puts you ahead of 99% of the human race. I wish the percentage wasn’t that high, but sadly, it is. Well done!
Whilst I have never smoked myself (other than passively) I know many people who have, my mother being one of them. She’s only about 65, but has had emphysema for a while and now has terminal kidney cancer. She will die soon enough as the UK doesn’t seem to care what happens to people with kidney cancer (she was only diagnosed after paying for a private CT scan) and all they do is give her pain relief. So stay off the fags and save your money and your life – ‘cos 65 isn’t a ripe old age.
I gave up 10 years ago after a minor stroke (I was only 22!) despite the shock of something so serious it still took me a year to give up the fags. For some reason I found the thought of never having a fag again frightening. I cut down to three a day and carried on like that for a while, then I thought ‘its three bleedin fags a day – I can live without three stupid fags!”.
It took about six months of ‘giving up’ to get free of the damn things after that, but since then I’ve never looked back, don’t miss it and am genuinely never tempted. I was really glad when they banned smoking in pubs because I like a pint – but hated all that second hand smoke.
Giving up is genuinely liberating – Every time I left the house I had to check (tobacco, rizla, lighter, OK!), If I was skint my first thought was – how much tobacco have I got and how can I buy some more. If I was going on holiday I’d be dreading the travel – its a 6 hour flight… I can’t have a fag for 6 whole hours!
I used to be a slave to tobacco but now I am free.
Its not lifespan that is reduced by smoking, but quality of life. Do you want those last two years to be full of no bladder (piss in a bag), tracheostomy (no talking) and oxygen therapy (no smoking)???
Great article!
I quit just over a year ago shortly after hitting my highscore of smoking 5 packs of 20 in a day… my lungs are still a little tarmacked but I too wish Douglas Adams picked up the Alun Carr book. That being said, I wish Nick Griffin had a 60 a day habit from the age of 4 (actually, if he did that would explain a few things)!
Lord Manly – stupid post, smoking doesn’t just lop a couple of years off your life like a maths equation – chances are if you mange to get to 68 after smoking for 40 years you’re going to be in a right ol’ state and will of had years of related health problems. You, of course, sound like most of us smokers did in our 20s…. damn you 30s. Grrrrr.
As for Dan – classic! Of course you’re not fella, of course your not. I know plenty of none-smokers from the last 10 years that are now finding it very hard to give up their non-smoking ways…….but they dont smoke so it doesn’t matter…….but they still want to stop not doing it…….but they dont seem…..to…..quite……be…..able………
Just for what it’s worth, I packed in 18 years ago, and yet just every once in a while I could MURDER a cigarette.
Nicotine is insidious stuff.
Well done Rob.
I quit 3 years ago after 20 a day for 20 years. Never felt better or richer and I still go on the piss every Friday night.
Keep it up and ignore Manley, he’s talking bollocks. If he feels that way he should start again, the miserable cnut.
When did DNA start smoking again?
The last cigarette I saw him smoke was many many years before his heart attack in L.A., in a Gym, on a running machine.
very timely. thanks. i’m into my second week of Champix – a supposedly wonder drug that takes the craving away. i’ve been smoking since i was 14 and i’m nearly 50 now….but i haven’t had a fag for 4 days and this is the closest i’ve ever felt to actually quitting….permanently.
i thought allen carr’s book was bollocks and couldn’t bear to read the whole of it….threw it away and bought another pack of old virgin. i tried the patches but it was just too easy to peel them off and have a crafty one. zyban sounded too much like something from auschwitz….
don’t misunderstand me, i don’t want to “big up” Pfizer, fuck knows they have enough money already, and the champix stuff does have some HORRIBLE side effects, but damn…it’s working.
i’d recommend it to anyone seriously wanting to kick the habit. that and reading the occasional post like mr manuel’s.
Cheers Rob,
A timely boost for me too, just finished my second week of Champix, and feel surprisingly good, whether it is the placebo effect or not I dont know, but I haven’t smoked for 5 days now. Gave up on patches before but thought fuck it, smoking is cool. The ban doesn’t help, and I have issues with authority/peeps telling me what to do, hence my last fag was on the premises at work (a Bank). Fuck ‘em.
Got pissed on Wednesday and didn’t even want a cig.
I started smoking at 19. but I was one of the lucky ones – see? because I could quit anytime I wanted. It’s just that I didn’t want to – I liked smoking. I liked being with smokers, because well dammit, smoking was cool. And anyway I could give up whenever I wanted.
Except when my friends all managed to give up, I didn’t. When my wife fell pregnant she gave up. I didn’t, nor did I when our son was born. Of course, I didn’t smoke in the house and I could spend an entire Saturday without having a fag. But at football on a Sunday, I’d have had four before kickoff at 10:00am.
Three years later and my wife gives birth to a beautiful baby girl. I’m still smoking.
Two things happen:
1. I read/heard/overheard/invented-in-my-own-mind a statistic that if you quite smoking before you turn 35, there is an 80% chance that your body will completely recover/eradicate all damage caused by smoking. I like the odd flutter, and those odds sounded good. I still don’t know if this fact is true, but it certainly was the first time the thought of giving up appealled to me on my own terms.
2. I paid £3 for the Allen Carr Easy Guide to Stopping Smoking on CD-ROM! (like buying the book, only more pathetically geeky) But, bugger me, the guy talks sense. And in one night smoking went from being cool, to being something that just doesn’t make sense to me any more.
Four days after my 34th birthday, I stopped smoking. That was six years ago.
Smoking is an anathema to me now. It simply just doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t bother me when others smoke because, well that’s there choice. Sure I love the fact that I can go to the pub and not have to burn my clothes afterwards. Because I have children, my social nights out are at places like Butlins, so I like the smoking ban very much. But I don’t actually hate people who smoke: I nothing them. It’s something they do that I don’t do. Simple as that.
I’m still proud to this day that I quit smoking, because frankly I’m amazed I did it. I’m an addictive sort of person, with a few OCD’s bubbling away near to the surface. I wish I could apply the same sort of thinking to other habits. I still drink waaay too much – not to excess per se. But once the kids are in bed I’ll have a tinny or two (which means four), and more at weekends. Sure there are days when I don’t drink, but the fact that I mark these as days-I-will-not-have-a-drink – I’m not stupid, that is classic addict behaviour.
In addition. While I may now be a respectable 40-year old parent, there have been a handful of occasions in the past 6 years where I have been offered a joint. One was pure grass, all the others were tobacco and dope. On every single occasion I’ve accepted. And giggled like a goofy 19-year-old throughout! But did I get up the next day an buy 20 Camel? No.
Smoking – Makes No Sense
Infrequent Dope – A chance to remember what it is like to giggle at everything and then get major munchies, hell yeah!
We all have to get through life in this 21st Century. Sure, growing older and having kids makes you change your perspective, but we all need something to “take the edge off” now and again.
Smoking is a phalacy people, spend your money on better things.
There is a new HHGTTG book on the way. Written by the Artemis Fowl author I think.
Brilliant. I quit a few months after you did, and used both the Allen Carr book and the Champix. I genuinely never crave them now.
My Mum, however, quit with none of these aids; she quit when she knew that she had cancer. It was too late to save her. It breaks my heart that she didn’t stop much sooner, but I know she’d be proud of me.
Rob, you’ve done the most wonderful thing for your kids.
I gave up around 5 years ago.
Some profess to be social smokers. I was always a seasonal smoker – I never smoked in the house, and just couldn’t be bothered to stand outside in the cold, so Summer was my time. Still think about them if I’m standing in the garden in the sun.
Two things stopped me – my wife’s best friend died from cancer at an early age. Completely unrelated to smoking (she’d never touched a cigarette), but still..
Secondly, my daughter was 2 and toddling in the garden. I just couldn’t bear the thought of her seeing me smoking. I couldn’t bear the question, and couldn’t bear the thought that she might start smoking later in life.
Well done. I first started trying to give up smoking 10 years ago. I am currently 3 years smoke free. Past experience has taught me not to ever think I have it under ‘control’ as I know that just 1 fag and I’ll be back on the slippery slope. My advice – never have even a puff. Interesting side effect of giving up is my jealousy of anyone under 25 that I see smoking. Don’t they realize how lucky they are. They have years of guilt free smoking ahead of them. The opposite is true of elderly people I see smoking. They just look trapped and frightened.
Great read, Rob. I quit two years ago, too – July 28, 2007 – after smoking on and off for about 20 years. Used the Allen Carr book on CD, but still cried while smoking that last cigarette. And I HATED smoking – just got no pleasure out of it ever and hated how it made me feel. Addiction is a tricky one to figure out – still don’t understand how I could cry for that cig. Stockholm syndrome, perhaps?
But since then, hardly a craving and not one cig. I did smoke shisha once in Dubai and, yes, if offered that opportunity again, I would take it. But go back to that prison of addiction? No way. And yes, I am a smug ex-smoker and every time I see someone miserably puffing away, I feel sorry for them. Probably how evangelical christians feel about atheists like me.
Too bad you don’t have SNUS in the UK as we do in Sweden. It’s the by far most effective way of kicking the smoking habit. Sweden has the lowest smoking incidence in the western world and also the lowest rate of lung cancer.
Snus doesn’t give you cancer, but it contains nicotine. Consequently there will still be an addiction, but if you can live with that there is no better way to quit smoking. And addiction is not a question of health, it’s about moral.
Check this out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snus
Well done anyway :-)
The whole nicotine thing is BS and spurious. It is extremely addictive, but the body flushes it out after three days so what then? It is a psychological addiction, pure and simple. Xyban is the best thing – there’s no point taking a nicotine substitute because all you’re doing is substituting one addiction for another.
To people who still believe that it’s nicotine that keeps them at it: how do you explain people who relapse after many years of abstinence.
I stopped four years ago after decades of 40 a day and have never looked back. My only regret is that like a lot of other quitters I have put on weight which I can’t shift.
Good luck!
Bogwart and an earlier poster have both said how easy it was for them to quit. I think in that case it is a habit. Both my father and mother quit at the same time. He quit, for the second time, without a second thought. Ten years on she still talks about missing cigarettes and she chewed the chew out of nicotine gum for years.
Anything you can find that helps you quit, whether con, kids or stench, good on you.
Feeling superior to all those smokers rules… Even more so to convince them to give you a fag then stick it behind your ear all night. All the while talking about how easy it is to give up smoking. Lets face it, they all want to give up, if not for health, then for breath so they might score despite being filthy smokers.
How to give up? Stop sticking burning things between your lips…. For crying out loud…. All these campaigns saying how hard it is… It isn’t. Why can’t we have a campaign, on telly, saying, something like, if you can’t quit by sheer will power you’re a complete loser and you probably deserve a kick in slats for being a spineless c*nt.
Mr Adams died twice for me as I had ECT quite soon after he died, forgot he was dead (along with an assortment of other things) and found out again weeks later. Not good.
Go Rob.
Bogwart:”The whole nicotine thing is BS and spurious. It is extremely addictive, but the body flushes it out after three days so what then?”
Er. I think you’re misunderstanding the physiology of addiction somewhat. Sorry.
I gave up a year ago, i’m still gasping now…
Well done for having the balls to say you pissed yourself in front of your wife, i think the best of us have! :D
Allan Carr should be sainted, for he helped me quit too (five years ago). I agree with ‘Spacker’ that giving up (or stopping, to use the proper term) is actually quite easy. It just takes a little bit of reverse brainwashing that Mr. Carr provides. I have a feeling that the whole ‘giving up is hell’ thing is all part of the smoking myth that we have burdened ourselves with all these years.
Good on u Rob.
I am ciggy free for over a year and a half now (I’ve stopped counting the days). I decided to quit (I was a 20- a day for 10 years) when my wife became pregnant. As I am a lazy bugger I went to my GP and said give me some drugs to stop me smoking. He was very helpful and gave me Varenicline (Champix). It was brilliant, you take it for a week while you smoke and then stop smoking in week two. It was miraculous I haven’t had a cig since then or crucially wanted one.
The only wavering times were as you mentioned your trigger times like at the bus stop, in the car. getting outside at an airport terminal. And the smoking ban in pubs has been avery good thing for me.
Try Champix, it may work for you
Good luck.
Way to go Rob – I’m 12 weeks ciggie free, used the patches though so only about 2 weeks nicotine free…………..
Tried Allen Carr’s book a few years back but relapsed badly………
Anyhow, I’m enjoying the extra wealth for now.
Wish that DA had finished that Dirk Gently book he was working on.
Good luck all.
I had the misfortune to spend a week in hospital last year (not smoking related, I gave up 5 years ago), and I saw many many old people who had been admitted for smoking-related problems. Frankly, it’s horrific, and they should bring youngsters in to see these poor wretches, in order to prevent people ever smoking in the first place.
Having said that, if I’m still alive at 70, I’m gonna start smoking again.
Nice article. The situations you describe gave me a fit of laughter, especially the need to smoke when calling your parents ;-) That shouldn’t make one nervous, right? Somehow, it does anyway. As for Douglas Adams, I recently found a guy who seems to have the same style of writing going, only not as polished as Doug Adams. It’s some kind of “Stuff White People Like” about German people: http://www.ichwerdeeinberliner.com/ – Recommended…
you are right.. smoking can give us a lot of illenesses. One of these illnesses is heart deseases as you had mentioned. Good for you that you realized the deseases smoking can give to your health and that you quitted already.. Try making another blog about smoking.