I brought up smoking as an example in the previous post - and I realize that it's a charged subject. There is an element of physical addition to nicotine, but the psychological piece is much larger. Physical addiction can last up to two weeks; psychological addiction lasts for years. I know. I've smoked for five years, having quit seven years ago. I still wake up dreaming of smoking cigarettes sometimes. The overwhelming feeling of these dreams is disappointment - I gave in. And then a relief - it was just a dream.
I started when I was 18, through a friend. Isn't there always a friend who 'starts' us? It was a lazy hazy summer and I kept bumming cigarettes until I got the idea that she was fed up with my bumming, so I started buying my own packs. We'd quit when we're done with college, we'd tell ourselves. We bought patches. Once I put a patch on that had way more nicotine in it than I consumed at the time. That was a great day.
Then I graduated. I went back home and smoked "only when I drank". That happened often enough to keep me a regular smoker. I went back to school. Again, I'll quit pretty soon. Then, one day I caught myself thinking - I will get home, have a drink and a cigarette. Since I smoked only when I drank, I needed a drink so that I could have my cigarette. Engage Emergency Breaks. A path to alcoholism was clear in front of me. That was also around my 23d birthday. It seemed like it was such a significant number at the time. So I decided to quit cold turkey. I broke down once (again, while drinking) and through the haze, I remember one of my best friends trying to dissuade me. She gave me the cigarette, but I remember her tone and concern. She really wanted me to succeed in this quitting smoking business. That was the last time I had a cigarette.
A part of me did it for her too.

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