Smoking -the practice of inhaling smoke filled with nicotine and tar. Something that I, personally am rather fond of. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to condone smoking in anyway, especially to younger children, but am merely going to attempt to write an honest review on smoking, from the point-of-view of a smoker.
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Ever since I can remember I have wanted to smoke. Don’t ask me why, because I don’t know. Only a few of my grandparents smoke, the rest of the family don’t; so I have no idea why I had this longing. I can remember when I was about four years old, going to the Seven Eleven and buying those candy cigarettes (which have subsequently been banned in South Africa). As I grew older, I would love sitting next to my gran as she puffed away, inhaling her second hand smoke; or even being in a smoking section in a restaurant and taking in the fumes. When I was ten I realised that if I drank my tea or coffee very hot, I could blow out the steam, as if it were smoke (and to this day, I drink my tea and coffee hot-hot).
I had my first cigarette when I was sixteen, which was legal back then, but gave up shortly afterwards due to parental and girlfriend pressure. I started again after the ex and I were over, and haven’t turned back.
Now, smoking has got a bad reputation over the past few years. It can cause cancer, heart-conditions, breathing problems, etc. Non-smokers always love to throw these conditions in smokers’ faces, forgetting the fact that poeple who have never smoked also struggle from such problems; in fact there are many eighty and ninety year olds who actually smoke themselves, and have done so all their lives, and yes, believe it or not, they’re still standing.
Another thing that many people don’t realise is that people do die of other causes. Perhaps they get knocked over by a truck, are involved in a sincere car accident, are held-up, or some hereditary disease -and quite often the latter is what catches up with smokers, not their actual smoking.
I realise I have cough, my breathing’s not as great as it used to be, some morning’s I’m groggy, and I have a risk of getting cancer; but I am happy. Smoking calms me down when I’m on a rant, it soothes my soul when I’m just relaxing, and it ultimately makes me feel good. It’s also a great networking tool, because smokers stick together, especially now that anytime we need to smoke in public, we are sent off to “Exile Island”.
Smoking is an expensive habit to get into. A pack of decent, and legal cigarettes averages on about R26 a pack-of-twenty. I cut down on buying sweet treats and expensive coffees everyday, to uphold my ongoing treat: my ciggies.
I do have a risk of getting cancer, even if I didn’t smoke, as it’s in my family-line, and who’s to say that it’s actually going to make the cancer come sooner? -And if it does, I don’t mind. I believe that everything happens for a reason, that our lives are already panned out in the Universe’s greater scheme, and that time is of the essence right now.
If your health is declining in a major way, might I suggest that you give-up smoking? But if you feel fine, the don’t worry, continue smoking, in my opinion.
In closing, I’d like to make a note to all of you who hate-on smokers. Our habits are pretty harmless in comparison to alcohol. People seem to condone drinking, yet throw out smoking completely. Drinking causes death, a lot easier than smoking, it is the cause of many broken families and domestic abuse. So, think twice before having a go at a smoker. We are the saints of the sinners!