I don’t ask myself anymore if the quitting was worthwhile; the quitting is done the process has ended. I needed to quit for this is what I believe in, for I believed in me. It came down to doing what I had known most of my smoking life. I had been overpowered, defeated, and controlled, and that deep seeded want to break away to become free, never left until the stage was set, the goal was visualized and the want satisfied.
