I’ll always remember the first time I tried a cigarette. It was the year 2000, I was 13 and in Year 9. I knew it was something that was going to happen sooner or later and despite being a child that appeared to be vehemently against smoking (my Grandparents were smokers, I hated it), I knew curiosity would soon get the better of me.
I coughed. Doesn’t everyone? Could not see the appeal and thought everyone who smoked had either lost all of their senses (especially smell) and basically had money to burn. Literally.
However, this disgust towards smoking was only temporary. And before I knew it I was giving the fags another go.
Over the next couple of years I’d have the odd cig here and there with my peers who smoked but was in no way addicted. Until I turned 16 and suddenly the occasional fag became a habit. I was officially a smoker.
My parents were always questioning my smoker status and I thought I was ever so clever with my denials and excuses. Those fag ends that were found in a secret pouch in my bag were someone else’s. My discoloured finger was caused by make-up. Exactly how stupid did I think they were?
I finally came clean about being a smoker aged 19. Not a lot they could do about it by then, I was an adult and earning my own money. Their disgust was obvious though.
Over the course of the next 10 years or so, I’d promise myself and others I’d give up. When I’m 25, then when I’m 29 and finally when I’m 30. It never happened. Apart from when I became pregnant at 26, but sadly my abstention from smoking was only temporary as a few weeks after giving birth I was once again back on the fags.
Four months ago after returning from a very hedonistic mini break in Marbella, I knew the time had come for me to kiss goodbye to the cigs for good. I was smoking too much. It was effecting my health, my finances and if I’m honest my opinion of myself.
I knew I couldn’t go cold turkey, I just didn’t have it in me. Thus, I jumped on the bandwagon of the decade; vaping.
Hand on heart, it’s changed my life.
I was sceptical, believe me. I couldn’t understand how something that didn’t really resemble a cigarette to me would be enough for me to turn my back on my nasty habit for good.
But it did.
I’m now 4 months without a cigarette. And I can’t tell you how proud I am. Yeah OK, sometimes I might use my Vape a little more than I should, but rather that than smoke an actual cigarette.
There’s been times throughout the last 4 months I could’ve lit up cigarette after cigarette and basked in the feeling I came to love from a cigarette but I didn’t. Instead I turned my attentions to my trusty Vape and that was more than enough.
If someone would have said to me this time last year I’d be fag free by Christmas, I would have laughed in their face. Hard. But I did it. And believe me when I say, if I can do it, then so can you. And I’ll tell you something else for free – you won’t regret it.
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