If my mother never would have started smoking, I would have never started myself.
When I was little I remember always seeing my mom with a cigarette, always smoking, the distinctive smell, the way she held the cigarette, the way she would take a drag every time.
Now that I’m nineteen and addicted to nicotine myself, and have just lost my mother from her addiction to nicotine, I now face the consequences that cigarettes do to the human body.
Before she died, my mother suffered the following:
- Heart attack
- Six stints
- Golfball to baseball size blisters
- Dry gangrene in both legs
- Muscle deterioration
Still, I never let it cross my mind that she was going to die.
On August 4, 2010, after two months of suffering, she passed away. I remember getting the phone call at nine o’clock in the morning. It killed me that my mother died. At times I feel so guilty, that if I would have quit smoking she would have quit it too, that she would still be here and my life wouldn’t feel as hopeless as it does now.
My mother was my rock, the one person that I knew actually cared about me. She’s dead now, and I have this addiction that I have to fight to quit which is one of the hardest things I’m going to have to face. I know I can do it.
There’s not one day that goes by that I don’t think about my mother. Sometimes I like to think that she’s not dead, just on vacation, and that one day she will come back and take me with her.
My mother died at the age of 61. She started smoking when she was thirteen and for forty-eight years she had an addiction worse than cocaine and methamphetamines. And this addiction killed her.
She isn’t the only one. Here are some statistics
- Every 8 seconds some one dies from smoking tobacco.
- 440,000 of smokers die a year, 1,200 a day.
- 50,000 people a year die from second hand smoking.
- 69 of the chemicals in cigarettes cause cancer.
- Smoking causes 445 new cases of lung cancer everyday.
- Teens are more likely to have panic attacks, anxiety disorders, and depression.