I buy a three-pack special at the 7-11 for $14.00 every few days. My boyfriend usually has me buy the smokes because it’s more convenient, but he smokes more than I do and it’s depressing how much money gets spent on the habit. Yesterday I found a nicotine patch from the last time I tried to quit smoking, and I put it on before I could think twice about it. I didn’t smoke all day, I was in a great mood, and I had a little more energy than usual. The cigarettes got smoked, though not by me, and when the boyfriend pointed out this fact, I became angry at the supposition that I am expected to buy them at all.
I never want to support another person’s bad habit. I cannot stand that it’s even an issue. I hate bickering about whose turn it should be to buy cigarettes. Fighting about cigarettes is so. Freaking. Trashy.
Today I bought another box of patches. It’s been 12 years since I started smoking. I smoked about 6-8 cigarettes a day. I should have quit by now. I can’t wait to get past the pain that will follow.
