Smoking? Nope I Am A Quitter

Dear Cigarettes:

 

I am writing this to tell you that you have been my best friend since I was 11 years old. You made me fit in with the cool kids back then. Since that first time we meet, you have always been there for me. You were there when I was happy and having a party. You have been there when I have been sad, despondent and unable to cope with the misery inside of me.  You have been there for me when I was bored and had nothing to do. You have stuck with me through my anger and irritations.

Cigarettes because of you I have met many people, standing in the rain, the heat, the wind, inhaling your 4,000 chemicals, 400 of which are poisonous and 40 are cancerous. I met my daughter’s father because of you. He needed a light for his cigarette and he saw me smoking, he came to ask for a light. My beautiful daughter came about because of you.

You have always been patient with me in the past, when I have tried to quit you waited. You knew I was coming back. You knew that I needed you to help me cope with the stress in my life. You knew I needed you to fuel my anger when I was mad. You knew that I could not possible wake up in the morning nor go to sleep at night without you. Yes, you have always been there for me.

This is hard to say, there is no way to sugar coat it, but cigarettes, this is goodbye. Your friendship, although stronger than any other in my life, is killing me.  You have given me wrinkles in my face. You have cost me about $2000 a year. You have given me bad breath and bad teeth. You make me smell bad. None of my friends likes you.

You have constricted my blood vessels and because of you, my eyesight has detiorated. You knew that the blood vessels behind my eyes were the smallest in the human body and you worked hard to make them smaller. You are killing me. Your last gift to me will be this emphysema.

Letting you go is the hardest thing I have ever done, it hurts more than I can describe. I know the pain I feel right now and the damage you have done to my body will over time decrease, my brain and my body will heal.

This time cigarettes don’t wait for me, for this time I will not be back. I no longer will come to you when I am stressed, bored, mad, happy or any other emotion I am unsure of what to do with. You see, I am learning new ways to deal with all that stuff. I no longer need you.

Goodbye cigarettes.

6 thoughts on “Smoking? Nope I Am A Quitter”

  1. John Sens - June 16, 2012 10:34 pm

    Hope and Prey for you!

    1. T Whitaker - June 16, 2012 10:39 pm

      Thank you John!

  2. martin bannon - June 16, 2012 10:39 pm

    you made me cry.

    1. T Whitaker - June 16, 2012 10:40 pm

      Oh..I didn’t mean to make anyone cry….

  3. Kelly - June 17, 2012 4:29 am

    I am sooo proud of you!! My mom, Mary Ellen told me that you had quit smoking and told me that she told you that I quit smoking myself several years ago. It was relatively easy for me, but I still had cravings and I had these vivid dreams that I was smoking….still do once in a while. But I made it the most important thing in my life and after a little while it got easier. So stay positive and and remind yourself that you made a decision to save your life 🙂

    1. T Whitaker - June 17, 2012 7:50 pm

      Thank you Kelly. Yes right now it is incredibly hard, but I am determined to get through this and start living a normal life. The kind of life where you are not hiding in the parking lot having a smoke while your friends are in the restaurant having fun.

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