Dear Nicotine in all forms:
I’ve wanted to get rid of you for years. You’ve caused a rift in my family. They knew I was using you but it was like this big elephant in the room that no one wanted to tackle. I thought I was hiding you but of course, they knew. You’ve caused me to be embarrassed and feel judged because in just about every social or work circle I'm in, I'm usually the only one using you. Remember when I hid you from everyone? Even doctors and coworkers? Then when someone would remark that I or the room smelled like cigs I was humiliated because them knowing I was smoking was better than them knowing I’d been lying to them. Now I live with people who don’t smoke, in a neighborhood where I rarely see people smoke. In fact when I am sitting outside vaping I’d see tons of people jogging, walking etc and just know to the core of my soul that I wanted to be healthy and that I’m hurting myself because of you. People at least ten years older than me, speed walking and cycling and I'd think about how if I didn't give you up I would probably never get to that point, I'd spend the last years of my life a fat old lady in a wheelchair with an oxygen tank. I don't want to go down like that
When my chest started to hurt when I walked up hills or stairs I knew it was time to quit. I’ve been paying a lot of money to use you while you are causing damage to my body, and possibly even be killing me. The test results I just got back say I am prediabetic and my cholesorol is up. I know that without you my cholestorol should come down. I'm not sure about the prediabetes will resolve especially with the other lifestyle changes I'm making. I don't want to be my mother, smoking and not taking care of herself and dying at 62. You have such a hold on me that its been 40 years of letting you rule my life because every time I tried to give you up the cravings would be too much to bear, I thought.
Even now, ten days without you, and even though I’m taking Chantix, you are screaming at me to come back. I almost have, a few times but if I do that, I will be back at square one. I’ve proven to myself countless times that there is no such thing as one dose of you, no matter how sure I am that there is. I need to think of you like I think of alcohol; be afraid to actually pick you up because I know I won’t stop. I'm in solid recovery now, free of everything addictive except you, at least 11 days ago.Oh, and coffee but I'm not tackling that one just yet...but Its time for you to go.
So I say goodbye to you. I've been quit for ten days; I don’t need you anymore. I never needed you in the first place. I just thought I did. I’m not spending incomprehensible amounts of money on you. I’m not going to put myself at risk of death for you. I'm not going to let you make my children have to lose their mother young. You aren’t worth it. Nothing is worth risking my life. Yes its hard to let you go, but if I developed a life threatening illness just because continuing to use you was easier than quitting…well how awful would that be? Or I could say letting you go is easier than dealing with cancer or heart disease will be. Letting go of you is easier than dying, thats for sure.
Despite being DETERMINED to let you go, I definitely miss you already, esp in the form of vaping. Vaping is delicious and feels good going into my lungs but how crazy is that. I don’t want you In my lungs. I’m done with you. You aren’t going to kill me, embarrass me, make me sick, none of that ever again, just for today. One day at a time.
Goodbye,
idontsmoke