I smoke a pack a day and the way I see it, I know already how I am going to die and cancer/emphysema is the least of my problems.
My Gramps smoked 2 packs a day until he was 45. Quit when they raised the price over 50 cents a pack. He lived until he was 84. Its all about will power. Trading one drug for another seems wrong to me. I have had my issues with substance abuse and no quick fix drug, 12 step program, or higher power can beat old fashion cold turkey.
Gramps survived lymphoma, bypass surgery,and had half his intestines removed, but in the end suffered from emphysema and was on oxygen the last 10 years of his life. I seen first hand what smoking does and it isnt pretty.
My Gram is always preaching to me about my smoking. I made a pact with her. The minute they can cure my condition I will stop smoking. But I know from looking at my Gramps in his final days that the damage is already done. I have the luxury/misfortune of knowing my fate and my mortality is something I have already accepted.
In my opinion, tobacco is more of a habit than it is an addiction. I have heard the senarios that put nicotine as more addictive than heroin. I think that is bunk. You dont get sick by quitting tobacco. If you really are motivated then it is a rather simple hurdle to jump. That is what its all about. Motivation.
I quit jamming needles in my arm 16 years ago. My motivation was all based on my children and economics. Not a single relapse either. No support groups, no substitute drugs, no higher power, just cold turkey. Me versus the beast. I might have won the battle but in the end I will lose the war. And if you have smoked for 20+ years, your war is predestined. The outcome is gloomy at best. All you can do is quit, hope that your heart goes before your attached to a bottle, and except your fate, for fighting the inevitable is a waste of your already shortened life.
Sorry if that all sounds a bit too real, but I am too close to knocking that door to bullshit myself or anyone else.