[scoofy]

I quit smoking well over a decade ago. It was very hard.

I use the crass metaphor of a gorgeous ex-girlfriend who is terrible for you and you know it, as a way to describe the mindset I came to with the difficulty of quitting. The idea being, when you’re lonely, you know you could call her up and she would come over and you’d get what felt good, but not what you wanted. Only when you get to the point where you know it’s a waste of time can you quit. That took me years.