If we didn’t, how would teetotalers get to feel morally superior? It’s a symbiotic relationship.
But really, I got into smoking because it was a fun social thing when I was young and in college. It was also a good way to piss off my then-boyfriend–yeah, I was immature. I started with the occasional chocolate cigar at a bar that actually had cigars on the menu… this was back when you could smoke indoors. That progressed to smoking cloves, which I guess are illegal now. Cloves got expensive so I switched to cigarettes. It gave me something to do with my hands, a reason to step outside, and the nicotine quieted my racing thoughts… so I kept smoking for several years.
It also didn’t help that both my parents (most of my relatives, in fact) were chain smokers. I didn’t grow up with a mentality that smoking was taboo. It was just something that normal working-class people did, because their parents did it, because *their *parents did it, etc. It smelled gross, sure, and I spent my teenage years swearing I’d never do it (because it was stinky and low-class and expensive). But I think it’s a whole different experience to be raised by nonsmoking parents. To a young you, smoking was not even a thing you thought of doing. To a young me, smoking was something my heroes did every single day of my life. Not to blame them for my addiction problems, you understand. But it certainly results in a completely different mentality.
I quit smoking in January of 2013, but I’ll probably be dependent on my ecig for a long time. Nicotine is a *really *good stimulant and I can’t focus without it (on that note, I may have adult ADHD, which certainly complicates things). I quit smoking because it was a dealbreaker for my current boyfriend, and he is more important to me than cigarettes. It certainly is nice to breathe better, and my clothing smells better. But if this relationship ever ends, I’ll be picking them right back up.
