On a Lifeboat Rowing Away From The Titanic

Blog Post created by stAn3 on Aug 14, 2017

One of the lies that kept me going back to smoking was the belief that smoking wasn't hurting me. Now that I have stopped, I think about things more clearly. I found out a couple weeks ago that my grandfather and namesake died from lung cancer. His son, my uncle, also died from lung cancer. My dad has COPD and had a lung cancer scare. My mom's mom died from colon cancer. I watched her bedridden deteriorating for months wearing a colostomy bag. All of these people were smokers. 


I had and still might have some ugly things in my future. Just for today, I don't have to keep doing the thing that will contribute to an early and ugly death. I can stop the damage.


Death is the ultimate end of nicotine addiction. Not a quick painless one but a slow, scary, depressing one. 


Ctazy how smoking blocks our awareness of these facts.