It is messy. Some of us,maybe many of us, were horribly abused one way or another by clueless or evil parents or care givers. We are left with the effects of this mis-treatment and have to decide if it was our fault or give those people the benefit of the doubt. Either way, we struggle through, the best that we can and nicotine is a self medicating drug that we can control and it helps us and we come to depend on it. Maybe in conjunction with a few drinks, we can face life and get through the sometimes VERY long days. Unfortunately it is slowly killing us. Maybe some of us are not so upset with that, being unable to deal with the realities of life, we continue to smoke in the subconscious hope that God will get us the heck out of here sooner.
What do you think? Coward's way out?