It started about a year ago, when me and my friends go out to a the bar or some other place and each of them pull out a cigarette out of his pack and lights it, at the beginning I always thanked no to an offer but later on I started to accept them slowely.
I thought one cigarette won't hurt, the probability of me dying from falling off a bike is much higher than from smoking this cigarette, the more I accepted cigarettes from friends the more I didn't care about smoking until a point were I started to ask friends for cigarettes.
At that point I started to get woried but I told my self, relax, it's not that bad, I will quite anyway when I start training again.
Time passed by and here I am buying packs of cigarettes for my self so that I won't need to ask people the whole time for cigarettes.
Now I have to smoke at least 3 cigarettes a day, in the morning, after lunch and in the evening, it's not that much I know because I am trying to stop it, but on friday and weekends I smoke at least one pack.
Right now I am promising my self to quite smoking at new year.
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