Hi friends! I was a hardcore-roll-my-own-super-strong-cigs-chain-smoker for over a decade. I also worked in Long-Haul trucking in CANADA. This meant no truck stops, rest-stops, more blizzards, and more road closer's (24h road closer was NORMAL) than the regular trucker will ever experience. It was white-knuckle insanity at it's best, and I saw co-workers die on the job. I watched semi's go up in flames on the Ontario highways (#11) burning up the asphalt and lighting the skies up in fire 3x higher than the highest tree-line. The cops & firefighters told me (I was the 2nd truck on scene) that there was nothing they could do, everyone was dead so it was safest to just let it burn out. I saw my coworkers pancaked in head-on's with other truckers. But during this job (that I put forth the argument is even more insane and traumatic than anything the military could ever throw at you in recent times) the stress, the anxiety, the sickness, the hurt, I quit smoking. I didn't just quit smoking, I quit cold-turkey. I quit while my partners continued to smoke. I quit when Canada's blizzards were at their worst. I quit when I hit a patch of dark ice and almost lost my life. I quit in the worst of times. But I quit. I used no aid, no helper, no vape. Maybe vape's help, or maybe they help some people. I don't know, they didn't exist back then, I couldn't tell you. But I quit. I actually laughed like a schoolgirl when I threw my tobacco & rolling machine into the garbage. I remember it clear as day. But I was happy, actually joyous when I threw away my cigarettes. All of my co-workers were 50-65 years old, and smoking destroyed their lives. Financially for sure. But let me tell you what life is like as a male smoker when you're older. You will have diabetes, it's a guarantee. If that doesn't sound bad, this will: You will need to wake up, get out of bed, and piss every hour. Every night. For the rest of your life. It's hell. That one simple thing will be the end of you. Say good bye to years and years of solid sleep, you will never experience it ever again. My point is, it is unlikely some gimmick or aid will make you quit smoking. It may help you quit smoking, but it wont make you. You need to decide for yourself that the time is right. For me, and I will never forget this day in my life: June 10th, 2008, around 4pm I was laughing like a fucking shithead schoolgirl throwing away my cigs into this large ass garbage can near my condominium. That is the moment I knew I had won, even though it was actually the first moment the war had started. It took me about 1 month to feel good and only occasionally get the cravings. After 3 months, I had basically forgotten I had ever smoked. After 10 years I never get cravings, and I can watch movie after movie of people smoking, and not want to do it myself. I can drunk as shit with other people smoking, never want to do it myself. I beat it, but because I wanted to. Vape may help, but your will determines victory.