this week my mom found my pack...so here am I

after my mom found my pack, i promised her it would be my last, and yesterday, i finished it... its been 23h and I FUCKIN NEED A CIGARETTE! today i felt sad, cause its like a part of me thats not anymore, cause i loved smoking, made me feel cool, made me meet new friends, helped fill up these 5 minutes in a day when we usually would do nothing but we go for a smoke. im sure im not the person who will have the toughest time quitting on this subreddit, i was a 3pack a week smoker for only a year. i just wrote this post for ppl who are wuitting and can relate to that, and share their experience, this is gonna be tough, but were gonna make it