I was a pack a day smoker, everything to me was an excuse
to smoke. I ate, I needed
to smoke, I was mad or sad, I needed
to smoke, had alot of spare time, better go smoke now. I loved it too, and sometimes I really still want to, especially because I work in a gas station selling packs all day and Im so tempted to buy one, but I just think about my daughter and how much I love her and how far I've come and that helps.