Hi Everyone! Natalie from Blog Management here. A friend of mine, Chelsea, graciously decided to write a Guest Blog Post for Better To Breathe, about social smoking. I won’t tell you much about the post, as we want you to read it, of course! If you have any questions for Chelsea, or any comments for us here at Better To Breathe, please, don’t hesitate to leave them for us in the comments section below!
I’m a 19 year old Canadian student, from a tiny East Coast town. My father has been a smoker since he was 12 years old and he was the influence for me to start smoking. Also, at the time, a lot of my friends and co-workers were smokers. We worked at Dairy Queen -which does not justify our choice -but the added stress of working in fast food was a factor. If anyone has ever worked in fast food they know the feeling. The first cigarette that ever came near me was at a party when I was still in high school. I had been drinking, I won’t lie to you, and I decided to give it a try. I didn’t overly like it, but it felt different. I knew what my dad felt like every day. The more I did it, the less I liked it. I eventually just stopped doing it and realized how terrible a taste it left in my mouth. I was solely a social smoker but even that in itself is a bad habit. Many social smokers become everyday smokers and lucky for me, I don’t have an addictive personality so that didn’t happen. People now offer me a smoke and when I say no, they continue to tell me that I don’t know if I don’t like it until I have tried it. I turn to those people and laugh, telling them they have no idea how it feels to have smoked and quit. Now, I save over 11 dollars-the cost of a pack of cigarettes-that can be used towards other things that will give me just as much satisfaction. Now take that one to the bank.