I remember trying cigarettes for the first time when I was 8 years old, and I absolutely hated it! It tasted disgusting, and I had a coughing fit that lasted about five minutes. I couldn’t wrap my head around any explanation as to why my parents liked it so much. Eventually, I started hiding their cigarettes or throwing them away.What a spoiled brat I was.
Then I found FRIENDS!! Imagine….
I’ve been smoking cigarettes everyday since I was 14. I’ve quit three times before by force, but I’ve never been one to be told what to do. I justified smoking by telling myself that since I stopped all my other potentially fatal habits, I am allowed this one. I finally concluded that I was and am ready to close the immature chapter in my life.
I’m not a size 0 ever since I tended to my body dysmorphia, and I promised myself to work out and ditch my “Lean” Pockets. I am 5’8″ and I weighed 116 lbs. I blame the media for that glitch in my brain. I’ve been on a really great diet and exercise routine for a month now, but with everything coming back into sync with my body, I realize my body reacts to everything I put in my it; everything down to tomatoes that make me break out, to how if I consume too much salt all my liquids deplete, to cigarettes preventing me from the extra minutes on the elliptical.
I have problem with rambling, but today is my second day without a cigarette, and although I have now replaced it with vaping, I have every sincere intention of weening off those too within a month because there is no way anything you inhale, excluding CLEAN air, is good for you.
Wish me luck. Namaste