Meet Mt. Baker Vapor – Lisa’s Story
I started smoking when I was 19. This may not sound abnormal to most, but I started smoking after 18 years of opposition to my mothers smoking, which had been on and off for my entire life. So, not only did I become a smoker when I reached my nineteenth year of life, I became a hypocrite as well. I was so delusional about smoking at the time, that I thought I could smoke one or two cigarettes a day and never become addicted. I was playing with fire, without even knowing. Obviously, I became addicted, but granted it was slow going.
I stuck to about two cigarettes a day for a couple of months, but eventually it happened, I was a half pack a day smoker. I was a smoker… and to be honest it was bittersweet. I knew how bad it was for me, I hated the smell, and the stigma, and so much more, but eventually I became addicted, and all of a sudden the smell and the stigma didn’t matter. Anyone who has been, or is, a cigarette smoker will understand my next statement; I loved smoking. I still knew it was terribly bad for my health, but it became something I really enjoyed doing.
I’m not writing this to sway people to start smoking, I just want to be honest about my experience. If I could go back, as I’m sure a majority of us would, I would slap that first cigarette out of my hand and tell my younger self that I was being stupid, and to quit it, but what’s in the past is in the past.
So, for a time, smoking was my jam. I smoked with my friends, on my work breaks, in my car and I even smoked with my mom. It was almost a social thing in my house. My mom, my grandma and I would all go out on the porch together and chat and smoke and drink coffee, it was wonderful, but eventually all of that caught up to me.
I’ve always loved the outdoors, and hiking is one of my favorite things to do on a sunny day. On one such beautiful day, my boyfriend and I decided to take advantage and go for one of our favorite day hikes just outside the city we live in. I had never struggled so hard on that hike before that day. That was the day I had to accept that I wasn’t invincible and that these stupid, wonderful, cigarettes were finally affecting my health, noticeably. So, from that day on, it was always in the back of my head that I needed to find a way to quit.
All of the things that I had once loved about smoking no longer appealed to me as much. I reached a point where I wanted nothing more than to quit, but I didn’t know how. I felt trapped, no longer seduced by everything these cigarettes had to offer, but not able to stop myself. The first thing I tried was going cold turkey, and I got about two months in before I went back. Again I was arrogant, “I’ve been so good, one won’t hurt.” ONE DOES HURT! I was back at it again. A couple of months later, in another attempt to rid my life of cigarettes, I tried pipe tobacco. I bought a cool pipe, and picked out some delicious smelling pipe tobacco, and of course it didn’t work. I just wanted to inhale the pipe tobacco, and I learned quickly that it just wasn’t my thing.
After trying to quit twice, and getting nowhere, I felt more trapped than ever, and I wanted nothing more that to rid myself of those evil fire sticks. I was mad. At myself mostly, and more determined than ever to find a way to quit once and for all. Thats when I tried electronic cigarettes, with the mind set that I needed them to work, I needed to quit smoking.
It definitely took some getting used to. With a cigarette, you pull it out of the pack, light it and smoke it down to the filter and you’re done. E-cigs are a bit more high maintenance, especially the first ones we got about three years ago, but I needed it to work. I think I’m one of the lucky ones (or maybe just really determined to leave cigarettes behind), but after I bought my first starter kit, and learned how to use it, I was done with cigarettes. Shortly after switching over, I began to breathe better, I got my sense of smell and taste back (which I hadn’t realized I had lost until I got it back), and I wasn’t as fatigued by simple tasks like walking up stairs. It worked for me and I was so excited, I got a starter kit for my mom, my grandma, my aunt (a majority of my family are smokers), and aside from my grandma who couldn’t get over the maintenance side, these electronic cigarettes worked for them too.
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I’ve been vaping now for about 2 and a half years. I’ve saved myself about $4361.09 and 8722 cigarettes in that time. You can find out how much you have saved since switching over, or start saving now! Leave a comment below letting us know how much you have saved!