...about 6 months ago. Quitting is the hardest thing I've ever done...and it's been the same each time I've tried. It really truly, madly, deeply sucks.

Every single day there is at least one time where I really want one. I know, if I have the one, I'm screwed again totally.

I didn't worry about the medical aspects; I just got tired of being a slave to the delicious little bastards.