Week 2. Smoking.

This is my experience of smoking.
I was not born in the 1950s, when smoking was seen as the epitomy of sexiness and cool, but it didn't stop me doing it. Peer pressure had a lot to do with it and I became embroiled in this particular addiction from the age of 15. I am still smoking now at 41. I know all the downsides of smoking, it's expensive, it's dangerous to my health; I stink and I cough, but I still do it. It contains many cancer causing chemicals, yet I still love it. It calms me down when I'm stressed and gives me something to do with my hands. Other's might say that I could always take up meditation or knitting, but I say no. If I want to kill myself, I am entitled to make that choice.

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