Sunday, July 19, 2009

The Truth Commercial


I'm a smoker. Let me clarify what that does NOT encompass. I'm not ashamed of my habit. I didn't succumb to peer pressure when I started. While I do smoke when I'm stressed, that isn't the only reason. I know it's going to kill me a lot younger than if I didn't. I know my lungs are getting blacker by the day. But that's my choice. I don't appreciate people coming up to me while I'm walking down the street smoking and want to rant about all these things I already know. I paid attention in health class. But I won't quit anytime soon. Why? Because I enjoy smoking. I'm not in the class of smokers that necessarily regrets ever starting. I actually get irritated by people who say they're trying to quit and routinely half-ass it. Maybe I just don't buy into the whole "nicotine addiction" shit. While I've had cravings when I don't have a cigarette for a while, it isn't anything overpowering to the point that I couldn't stop myself if I wanted to. The bottom line is I want to smoke. I enjoy the feeling of it. I like exhaling it and watching the smoke pass over my lips and carry off in the air. I even like the smell of it. While I try to make an effort not to smoke in front of family, specifically the younger members, I'm not ashamed of it. I wouldn't condone them smoking; not necessarily just because it's a bad habit, but because I don't feel they have the ability to fully understand the consequences of doing such. I won't promote it to anybody. I'm not an advocate of it. It's my own personal thing. My prerogative, ya dig?

We all have our vices.

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