Okay, so I’m going to do my best not to swear but I’m not making any promises with today’s prompt being “smoke” because bloody heck does it T me off when people jump my case for being a smoker.
I’ve been a smoker for probably longer than most people would think, considering I’m only 27 years old. I’ve been smoking since I was a kid, my sister got me started on it one day when she talked me into skipping school. Was it the smartest move? No, it definitely wasn’t. In fact I did my best to hide it from my mom until I finally was having such a fit for a cigarette that I couldn’t hide it anymore.
All these people that think quitting is so easy obviously don’t know what it’s like to be addicted. I don’t have many vices, but I do have a few. Mainly cigarettes and coffee, which surprisingly go hand in hand for many people. Even when I was a runaway it was easy for me to get my hands on a pack of cigarettes. Heck of a lot easier than it was to get food in my stomach, which I think is what really forged my long term addiction into it.
What irks me the most is when people try to tell me “It’s so easy to quit, you just have to want it.” No, it isn’t. Get off your imaginary unicorn and rejoin reality, please. They say the first seven days are the hardest, while that may be true for some people, it isn’t true for me. The first month is sheer agony. I have become violent, to which I don’t mean verbally violent but truly violent.
I’m just going to end this before I start dropping bombs, but maybe think about the struggle people are going through before opening your yap trap and telling people they need to quit smoking. Seriously.