Regrets
I am a 42 year old husband and father to three young kids. I gave up smoking on my 25th, 26th, 27th, 28th and 29th birthdays. I also gave up after my first child was born. I still remember standing in the car park at the hospital at around 3am having my last cigarette looking up at the stars. I also gave up after the birth of my two other children aswell. Every new years eve and every time we arrived home from vacation were also good times to quit. I have used patches, inhalators, gum, willpower and Zyban. I read Alan Carr's book, didn't read the last page (it's still in my bedside cabinet).
I have never viewed myself as a smoker although I managed to smoke every day. I was the one who said I wasn't going to use the new smoking booth at work when it was introduced although I was in there waiting for the electrician to wire up the fan. I never smoked in the house or in front of the kids but was busted on numerous occasions by them. I became a covert smoker which I think in some ways is worse as you not only hide it from others but you also convince yourself that it is actually ok.
Towards the end of 2008 I started a new job which meant a month in Belgium training. Therefore I spent a month drinking coffee and smoking cigarettes during the day and drinking beer and smoking cigarettes in the evening. Happy days. I didn't have to worry about all 'smoking cover-up' procedures. Deodorant always on hand, mouthwash, mints etc etc. I pushed on and smoked through christmas. I was standing in the shower one Monday morning feeling pretty rough, wheezing and coughing. Got dressed for work, jumped in the car. I couldn't normally wait to get to the end of the road so I could light up a growler by the time I got on the motorway. That particular morning I didn't light up and haven't smoked since. I hadn't planned to quit, I didn't build up to it, I didn't make the grand announcement, I didn't throw away all the lighters, cigarettes etc etc. I don't know what happened, I think my body gave up smoking as opposed to me making the decision. I don't even really think about it now.
All a bit odd, I think it was just the right time. I have found that you can actually go for a ride, stop, take a few pictures, admire the scenery and not have a cigarette. You can wait for a train and not smoke. You can get shit-faced and not smoke. You can try and figure out a problem and not smoke. You can do some DIY and not have a reward cigarette. You can have a nice meal and not smoke afterwards. You can wait for a taxi and not smoke. You can have an argument and not smoke afterwards. You can not smoke before an argument. You can not smoke before making a presentation. You can not smoke after making a presentation. Blah blah blah.
To all those of you trying to quit it is possible to function without smoking. I do feel better now, I am not spending my time planning my next sneaky ciggy or covering up my last one. I do seem to have more cash in my sky rocket.
Good luck, I can assure you it's worth it.