Yup.
So what makes that magic moment where you can't go on any more? What was it for you guys that finally tipped the balance?
With me, I'd been so pissed off with myself for smoking and failing to quit, for about 2 years really, that I was beginning to smoke kind of 'aggressively', I mean stamping out the fags as though I was stamping on George Bush's face. I hated them. And myself. And one morning, even though I hadn't exactly planned it like some people do, I just stopped. Just like that.
And for anybody lurking who thinks they can't quit, I think I was about the most hardened I'm-gong-to-smoke-til-I-drop kind of person. But still, 2 months after quitting I truly barely think about fags. I can't honestly think of the last 'craving' I had. I think it was a day when dd and I had a tummy upset and I couldn't eat or drink anything and I thought 'if I smoked at least I could have had a fag'. But it was so fleeting.