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One evening I just got down on my knees and without a big prayerful production, told God how I felt about it all and that I just wanted to quit. I was putting the cigarettes down and asked for whatever it would take to keep me from picking them up again.

This was a form of will power at this point, I suppose, but I submitted to God’s mercy and was being quite up front with God about it.

It became more difficult as the evening went on, to not want to go back to the public trashcan I had thrown my remaining packs of discount cigarettes into and light one up again. I had even thrown my ashtray and lighter away as well. I would have had to buy cigarettes and a lighter again just to have another smoke. But I held out through the night.

The next morning I was driving over to a friend’s house. It felt like someone was choking me while I was driving. Although I could breathe, my throat felt so constricted. I wanted a cigarette then and there almost more than I had ever wanted one. Just to make this feeling go away. I assumed it was withdrawal.