They often go hand and hand. Well I’ve got one beat. The other will be day to day work in progress.
I’ve been smoke free about three years now. I don’t know the exact date but it was around St. Pat’s Day. I started smoking fairly young, almost thirteen. I didn’t start due to peer pressure or a dare, I just wanted to try it. I stole my first cigarettes from my stepmother. I’d smoke them after school, I was latch key kid so I had about three hours until my mom got home.
Smoking became my secret hobby. I would sit outside listen to my walkman, drink soda, smoke and think. I’ve always been very inside my own head and smoking was great for that. I would chain smoke, get lost in my thoughts and the music.
I smoked until I was 35, that’s a long time. I never really thought about it until I tried to quit. Smoking had become such a part of my life, it was engrained in me. It’s similar to how I feel about drinking.
My number one reason for quitting cigarettes was my daughter and my family. Smoking had also become a chore and an embarrassment. These days no one smokes due to the health risks and costs. If you smoke it seems taboo. Overall I just became sick and tired of it, after all there is no redeeming quality for smoking.
I feel alcohol is so socially acceptable, which makes quitting harder. It’s also available everywhere, not completely outlawed like smoking.
Sometimes I feel I minimize my drinking. I know I was drinking more than I should. The average was probably 3 glasses of wine a night with maybe a night off within the week, basically three bottles a week. This was actually an improvement. At one time it was about 4 to 5.
I catch myself thinking that I’m not that bad, everyone drinks and I deserve a glass of wine. It’s especially hard during the work week with stress of my job.
I keep reminding myself I’m doing this for a reason and if I didn’t have an issue, it wouldn’t be this hard. I just wish there was an easy button.