I’ve never smoked. I never had the desire to, and I don’t ever plan to.
Everyone within the home I grew up in smoked.
It is a nasty habit and one in which is quite addictive to the point of some individuals lighting and trying to get a drag from the filter of a cigarette butt.
The act of puffing on a stem of tobacco loaded with harmful additives made no sense to me.
The smoke from cigarettes is annoying to me as it goes up my nostrils to burn and to interrupt my breaths of clean, fresh air. It’s bad enough we have to inhale the pollutants and toxins within the outdoor air I didn’t need to inhale the poison in my home too.
These chemicals such as nicotine and the like sneak and get inside our bodies without us even using or indulging in the substance.
My doctor found a touch of nicotine in my urine once and she told me it was from second hand smoke. I was so disgusted.
When I smell people smoking drugs such as marijuana or cess I get sick to my stomach and sometimes have to take a poop as my body is stimulated to release out the toxins I had caught a whiff from.
I’m not knocking anyone who smokes I just don’t understand the point within doing so.