I’ve never smoked, haven’t even considered doing so. I had the perfect excuse too—if that peer pressure I was always warned about ever happened, which it didn’t. Ever since I was a small child, I’ve had asthma, which is a disease that causes difficultly breathing with potential for what are called asthma attacks. Thankfully, my asthma has been in remission for some years.
When I was very little, four or five-years-old, my mom and I moved in with my grandparents after my parents divorced. At the time, Grandma was a regular smoker, and had been since she was a teenager.
I don’t think she’d spent much time considering breaking this habit until she found herself with me practically 24/7. And she stopped smoking cold; no weaning off for Grandma.
In order to help her get rid of the urge to light up, she did something very simple that anyone can employ after a run to the grocery store for a few dollars. So that she wouldn’t miss the feel of something in her mouth as she’d become so accustomed to, my grandma would work a cinnamon stick in her mouth. I know that there are many different methods and products for helping people stop smoking.
I think this is a neat alternative, and, if you don’t like the taste of cinnamon, why not try candy cigarettes?