No one is in their right mind when they start smoking. Some people start to rebel against their parents; some start to fit in, some start because they’re going through a tough time. No one makes a logical, informed decision to start smoking.
I started smoking at the hospital. Despondent, broke, brimming with medication, and no clue what to do with the rest of my life, I smoked a cigarette to see if it would ease my twitching nerves. It did–for a minute.
Fast forward a few months. Even more broke and sad, but with an unconquerable monkey on my back. I was afraid to even try to exercise. I was scolded and judged from all corners for my sickening habit, all the while deteriorating physically and emotionally. Sometimes I’d “quit” because I couldn’t afford a pack. Most of the time, I eagerly bummed smokes outside of bars, hating myself for being a parasite.
A job mixing juice on the MBV production line turned it all around. At first, I was so shaky and unsure of myself, I didn’t think I could withstand the long hours and fast-paced work environment. Things got easier. The sense of camaraderie was amazing, and I found the perfect blend, tank, and mod. 24 mg of nicotine became 3 mg in a little more than a month. I came to find the stink of cigarettes disgusting–the same stink that used to arouse my cravings. The dreams about chain smoking faded over time and were replaced by dreams of flying and endless blue seas. Financially stable, healthy, and (most importantly) smoke-free, I realized something: I was happy.
Here I am today. Marketing lets me use my creativity to connect with people that have had similar struggles. The topic of smoking is a matter of life and death, and I truly believe I am saving people every day. I have a gym membership, a new truck, and enough disposable income to fund my passion for music. I reflect on my past hardships with solemnity, but I feel more alive than I’ve ever felt. With a newfound sense of purpose, I throw myself into the workday like a cannonball.
I am Tim Mechling, and I vape for my life.
Something to think about:
There is no American untouched by cancer. Along with devastating families (my own included), the financial burden is unfathomable. Lung cancer costs the United States around 12 billion dollars a year for health care costs, and billions more for loss of productivity. A revolution against cigarettes would save countless families, and give the US economy a much-needed shot-in-the-arm!