Counter-argument to @[deleted]'s quoted post
floattube wrote:
If anyone cares (this is more for me to vent) -
I thought about smoking again, so I went outside. I saw my neighbor smoking so I just gave the pack to them and said they can have it. Every time I think about smoking now, I just pull up Facebook and look at my grandparents and how it affected them. After that, I want nothing to do with cigarettes. [size=x-small][size=xx-small]
Anime girls that smoke are still hot tho ~~~
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Everyone in my family except me are related to this at some point in my distant past, nowadays not anymore, but around the time I was raised in Montgomery, when drug abuse rates was so bad in my old home county it affected me a lot very fast without even knowing. By around pre-school time, I then realized that I was born with a not-so-great immune system, a learning disability, weakened circulation in some parts of my body, being too light in weight, and intolerance to many foods.
Overtime, ever since I still do not even know how this world even works, I winded up with a strong disdain of all things related to drugs, even the harmless ones. Time and again during school some of my random non-disabled peers tried to steer me into that stuff, and I ended up with varied responses from a simple no, change the subject, panic, walk away, warn of the consequences it can impose, to getting a staff member, or even destroy the contents altogether. I might even witnessed a few incidents where illegal drugs brought in and thought to myself why this keeps on happening.
Even when I moved out to Allegany over an unrelated bulldozing order by the state, there is still drug abuse here; heroin, cannabis, among others, but not as bad and only occurs on the streets on occasion. Fortunately, none of the aforementioned things occurred to me during my last and only school year in 2014-15 at Fort Hill. After all of these mandatory school days were over, I still constantly remember all of those events in my head with various feelings, reminding to myself that drugs, no matter what is made of doesn't make anyone happy, it doesn't make anyone smarter, it can be addictive, and it only makes life so much worse than stress.
If I were to run for county-level representative if it weren't for my learning disability in my imagination, I would in a heartbeat outlaw drugs in the first place with jail sentences of up to 20 years maximum and hefty fines worth thousands.
I won't even trust 2D girls with a habit of smoking or other drugs they take, either, no offense.
In conclusion, I thought I would not end up being born and live in a dark time like this. I had quite a tragic childhood and wish I would just get over it.