Oct 12, 2016 12:34
Yiyun and I broke up for real. We both saw it coming, I guess. I feel like she's really gone from my life now.
Haven't been able to get up in the morning for class. I need an intervention.
Speaking of interventions, my mother recently found out about the smoking, and told my sister, who bombarded me with sour nasty accusatory messages the next day. "You think smoking is cool? You think what you're doing is cool?" "How can someone as progressive as you do something so primitive? It isn't 1996 anymore." "Every time you smoke, you're wasting your time and your life." "Your father smokes, and he got a stroke before he was even old. Is that what you want?" "I can't believe you."
Great. Thanks, sis. How do I explain the fact that scolding me isn't going to get me to quit? I have a bunch of reasons for smoking. I like it. I like smoking with other people. I like going outside to take a break for a smoke. It gives me some company when I'm at my worst. There's something comforting about the routine of needing a smoke every few hours. I've been smoking for half a year now, and it's grown to be a bad habit that I'm pretty fond of.
Why do I have to justify any of this to you?
Why does she treat cigarettes and alcohol so differently?