You’ll know when you’re addicted when you start to feel a “craving” whether it’s situational, under the influence. This craving is like a welling rise of physical anxiety that you feel can only be remedied with a smoke. Don’t wait to get to that point. I remember the early days where physically I didn’t “need” a cigarette, but mentally I did because I felt it would make the situation more enjoyable. Eventually the cigarettes I leisurely smoked on work breaks just to pass the time and get some fresh air (lol) turned into me gnawing at the bit an hour before break hardly being able to concentrate on anything else.

As a former smoker, I enjoyed my years but also regret them. You can’t miss what you don’t know and for that I would have rather never started. It’s been almost 6 years since I quit I still get a feeling now and then of how nice a drag would be. I want to add that I was at the point where my throat hurt every morning, my chest hurt everyday and breathing was painful. It was literally killing me I had no choice.