I converted to Mormonism my sophomore year of High School. I had been making bad choices, like smoking, and I was pretty much addicted to coffee and energy drinks. I met this guy named James, started a friendship, and after about 4 months of knowing him, he started telling me about the church. At first I acted negatively, even threatening to break off my friendship with him because he believed that "nonsense", but after doing some research online, I became more receptive to it. After a few more months, I decided to join the church. When I did, it was like a new thread had joined James and I together and we started dating. He got us CTR rings and we promised each other our purity. The ring and James were what I focused on when I quit smoking. Every time I would need a smoke, I'd talk to him, or, if I couldn't do that, I'd focus on my ring and say a prayer to ask God to help me do the right thing & not light up. It's been 13 years since then, totally nicotine-free, but sadly, James left the church about 10 years ago so I had to leave him. I always think of him and say a prayer for him when I see my CTR ring, even after all these years.