A Blessing in Disguise

 

I used to think that smoking is my personal reward. You see, I can’t hold too much alcohol so I don’t drink that often. I rarely go shopping. I’m not into the “what’s in, what’s not” of society. I just smoke everywhere; whenever I’m tired, whenever I’m stressed, whenever I feel happy. But when I accidentally attended a meeting that talked about the real and hardcore bad effects of smoking, I realized that the reward that I thought I was giving to myself was in fact, a curse. So I immediately decided to stop smoking. I also realized that even if I’m just an occasional smoker, eliminating it from my life is not easy. But luckily I have my tools to keep me going: e-cigars and the support group that I met during the fateful meeting.

 

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