Two cigarettes and you were hooked? And you are still just a teenager! Get off of it now while you still can.
That's a funny thing isn't it? Offered to me for the first time as a teenager, I took one drag on a cigarette and I coughed like I had tuberculosis. No wonder. I just inhaled smoke particles into my lungs. Naturally, that was a negative experience. So I didn't puff again. At least I can say I tried it and didn't like it. Or maybe I just gave up too easily.
But the question for me is this: How is it that someone can take their first drag and not cough like old hell? And if they do cough, why would they inhale the second time?
It's almost as if some kids want to smoke so badly that they will inhale smoke particles into their lungs, as if they were in a burning building, then they will cough like old hell. Then, after leaving this burning building, they will run back in by taking another drag. Then more coughing. Until they get to the butt. And the building is burned to the ground.
They will keep on doing this until they get used to the pain and discomfort of smoking. Until it becomes easy. Even pleasurable. Like a masochist.
That is what is "pathetic" about smokers. The incomprehensible mental state of anyone that smokes that first cigarette. And sticks with it, cough after cough, until they reach that first butt. That takes determination. And will power. Whatever the vain reasons for wanting to smoke, which are sad in themselves. So the teenager smoker is a strange "pathetic" beast. A combination of vanity at the start, and hypocrisy thereafter.
An optimist robs himself of the joy of being pleasantly surprised