I grew up with Mum and Dad smoking all the time around me - at home, in the car, etc. etc. When I was 14, I went on an exchange visit to France, and the mother of the exchangee gave each of us 200 cigs to keep us entertained! So, I became a smoker.
40+ years later, I finally managed to give up, with the help of vaping. I am so happy not to be a smoker any more - the addiction was like a trap I could never escape, even though I hated being a smoker, and wished desperately that I'd never started. I found the cravings and sense of loss overwhelming when I tried to go cold turkey.
I used to think I enjoyed smoking, but it turns out that I didn't really - what I enjoyed was the relief from the craving - each and every time I smoked, so 20+ times a day. That first inhale - ah, the sense of calm it gave me! The calm was just everyone else's normal though - those who aren't addicted don't get the niggly feeling that something's missing!
Now I vape - and ironically, I do actually enjoy it - I like the flavours. I'm down to 0 nicotine now, so have broken the addiction - my plan is to ease off the vaping over the next year with a view to quitting entirely. That plan doesn't scare me like the thought of quitting smoking used to - it's just something to get used to.
My husband still smokes ( he goes outside to do it) and I wish he wouldn't, but until he really wants to quit he won't succeed - you need that inner motivation - to be doing it because you want to, not because someone else wants you to - before you stand a chance. It's really not easy.