I pulled every single hair out of my head.


Seriously, I smoked two packs of cigarettes one night when I was out with the girls and woke up not being able to breathe. I never touched it again. It scared me. I guess that was a blessing in disguise…
Plus, my dad, mom and grandparents all died from complications of smoking. It was a wake up call for me. They all lugged around oxygen tanks… it was awful to watch and awful I smoked through that!