There is only one way to quit. QUIT! No pills, vapes, creams, foods, just quit. They lace those coffin nails with all kinds of addictive chemicals so that you go through withdrawal if you try and you have to have that 'fix'.
On my birthday, in 2005, I got so damned drunk, that I couldn't even walk to the corner stop-N-rob to get a pack when I ran out. I was sitting alone and feeling sorry for myself, mainly because I was alone on my birthday and drunk. The wife was working! I decided right then and there I was going to quit and fell into bed in a stupor. I never said anything to anyone about quitting. That way they can't get in your face about it if you should slip. The next morning, I woke up and tossed out everything that pertained to smoking. I made sure there were no butts in the yard, the pick-up ashtray was removed, everything that I could think of.
I went for weeks on a routine where I would get in my pick-up and reach for my smokes. They weren't there. I psyched my brain into hating the smell of cigarettes, stayed out of anyplace where smoking was allowed and when I saw someone smoking, again, you have to make yourself believe it's the most disgusting thing to do. It's 18 years, 2 months and 4 days since I smoked my last cigarette. I don't know how my wife kissed an ashtray for all of those years. She noticed no smell after a few days and never said anything for fear that I would slip, but I never did.
Every day, I took the money that I would have spent on smokes and put it in a box, even going along with the price increases. I got so sick of the interior smell in my pick-up, that I busted open the box after 6 years of 2 packs a day prices and counted it. I don't remember the final tally, but I went to the Ford dealer and ordered and brand new Platinum F-150 as a gift to myself for my success. I used that money as a down payment. I still have that truck today and it still smells new inside.
YOU HAVE TO WANT TO DO IT!!!