I was a really heavy smoker, and then something shifted in me. I wanna say about 2008-2009. I was just like, "This isn't working for me, I don't have to do this anymore, I don't want to do this anymore." I started to experience a really, really high degree of anxiety, the specific kind of anxiety that was really self-deprecating. I was getting high and I was just so down on myself. I'm a really social person. Friends of mine smoke constantly in social situations, and I would just like, shut down. "Everything I'm saying is lame, I'm weird, I'm a terrible person." I was denying that that was happening, because I would keep smoking, until one day something snapped and I was like, "Wait a minute, this is supposed to be fun. This is supposed to be something that makes me feel good, and that's not happening for me. So, I'm going to stop." I think I'd feel weird about it if I wasn't so happy with my decision. It just made so much sense to me once I got over that hump.

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