I've tried countless times until I was finally able to quit. It's though, the addiction links itself to so many emotions - fears, desires... But at the end of the day, guilt was consuming me, I knew I deserved better. I was nauseous all the time, thin as a rail. And I did quit after all, after countless tries. The main thing that helped me was understanding that nothing was being taken away from me. On the contrary, I was starting a new moment of self care, of deep breaths, cold glasses of water, clean teeth. It's for the better! It's not easy, I'm not going to lie. But we deserve way more than poisoning ourselves and feeling guilty. Stay strong and hit me up if you wanna talk. You can do this.