I've been a smoker since I was like 10 years old if memory serves me correctly. I'm 28 now. I've been fighting with myself about quitting for some time. I would say smoking is my worst addiction ever. Don't get me wrong, I've experimented with other drugs, but nothing has ever had it's claws in me deeper than cigarettes. It's to the point where I feel as if it's encoded in my DNA to be a smoker. My mom was a smoker, she passed away from COPD, my father smokes 5 cigarettes a day and was diagnosed with COPD some time ago, grandmothers were both smokers and both passed from cancer, all my siblings smoke minus my sister-in-law who managed to quit 2 years ago. EVERYONE I know smokes! I've tried quitting but my mind along with cravings got the best of me. Longest I managed was 3 days and on the 3rd day I just didn't care anymore and worst of all is when I did get a cigarette I didn't feel bad about it, I felt relief. Sometimes I feel as if I'll never quit unless they're outlawed. A big part of me still likes smoking. It's a love hate relationship.