Why did I come up with this thought? Why did I decide to do it?  And most of all, why is it so hard? Those were common thoughts of mine just one month ago. I had decided to not smoke and drink for a month. Those first days were terrible, I felt like an addict regarding how much I was craving a glass of wine.  I sniffed the alcoholic beverages of others, I peeked longingly into pubs and I walked past the alcoholic-aile in the supermarket with a visibly sad pout. Ok… Maybe I was being a little dramatic… But it felt hard! Until it didn’t. I cannot put my…