I think part of the chemist's answer was that 99% of the population (or whatever number you want to pick) would never do crack or smack or even acid under any circumstances and so the problems with a lot of drugs are naturally limited.
Cigarettes, though, man it gets ya. I haven't had a smoke in--who know, a decade or two? But the other day I was talking to guy who was obviously a heavy smoker and reeked of it. I thought, "Hmmm... I wonder where they sell cigarettes around here?"... lol
Same happens to me. It's been eight years now, but every now and then, usually in stressful situations, I catch my brain doing that "you need a cigarette now" thing, but I know how to stop it now, just ignore it and it will stop itself after a few minutes and my brain comes down off of that delusion and I'm fine.
The smell of cigs makes me sick though. I used to think non-smokers were just being twats when they complained about how it made their lungs react, but now it happens to me.
I'd like to think that I'm done with it, but the minute I declare that, the cigs (or whatever addiction I'm declaring dominion over) bites me in the ass, so no more "I'm not addicted anymore" talk.
I think part of the chemist's answer was that 99% of the population (or whatever number you want to pick) would never do crack or smack or even acid under any circumstances and so the problems with a lot of drugs are naturally limited.
Cigarettes, though, man it gets ya. I haven't had a smoke in--who know, a decade or two? But the other day I was talking to guy who was obviously a heavy smoker and reeked of it. I thought, "Hmmm... I wonder where they sell cigarettes around here?"... lol
Same happens to me. It's been eight years now, but every now and then, usually in stressful situations, I catch my brain doing that "you need a cigarette now" thing, but I know how to stop it now, just ignore it and it will stop itself after a few minutes and my brain comes down off of that delusion and I'm fine. The smell of cigs makes me sick though. I used to think non-smokers were just being twats when they complained about how it made their lungs react, but now it happens to me.
I'd like to think that I'm done with it, but the minute I declare that, the cigs (or whatever addiction I'm declaring dominion over) bites me in the ass, so no more "I'm not addicted anymore" talk.
All of that being said, so far, so good.