“You don’t mind if I light up in your house hey?” my boyfriends mother asked as she pretended to light her Electronic Cigarette. As she inhaled and i saw a very realistic orange light, I nearly fainted. ‘Oh no, I’ve got to tell someone I adore, and respect what to do!’, she looked at my face and giggled, telling me that she knew the smoking rules inside my flat, and revealed that the cigarette, was indeed electronic. It took an hour to recover from my panic, luckily she had made banana muffins, and that moved the process along nicely, that woman can bake!
On the 11 December, I decided to save my lungs, money, teeth and nails and quit smoking. An odd time to quit, considering that it was holidays? Not exactly, as my favourite place to smoke was at work.
My journey was fine, and even hanging around smokers did nothing to me, until someone took out an E-cigarette, and offered me a drag. My problem was habit, and so I knew if i dragged on that E-cigarette, I would be fooling myself if I was to justify even holding the electronic gadget. I avoided it for the rest of the evening, and now it is like an electronic demon to me.
People claim the E-cigarette to be a life saver, perhaps it is, but it just justifies the thing that we all want to stop. I haven’t in haled a hubbly or cigarette for nearly two months, did it without nicorettes, and used comedy as my substitute fix. Sure I cried like a baby majority of the time, but the point is, smoking can be beaten.
If you want to quit smoking, do not substitute it with an Electronic Cigarette. Just stop, there no substitution, start being real with yourself, and you’ll be that much happier!