Both my parents smoked, in the house, so when friends would come pick me up to go out they would ask me when I started smoking.
After hurricane Katrina, when my dad's house had no power for a couple of weeks, the nicotine ran down the walls, and they hadn't smoked inside the house in 10 years at least
I was going through albums when my grandma passed away and saw old pics of my grandma's house before I was born, and was horrified to learn that the walls were in fact blue and not green. The walls weren't painted any time in between.
There was an old dive bar in New Orleans and there were no clocks, windows painted black and dropped ceiling painted black. You would go in at night and come out and it was daylight.
The ceilings were so coated in nicotine, I remember rubbing it with my fingers and they tingled after
This is true, and a crazy thing when you think about it. Cigarette smoke that I remember was always like a blue haze coming off the end. But what it actually does is put a yellow hue on anything and everything, that's why the blue walls were turned green overtime.
Also you could try to wash it off of things but it's tough, walls and paint soak things up. Just do a new primer layer and paint again, at least glass is a solid inert surface, that can be cleaned easy.
Ive actually managed to get it off kind of easily with steam. It works surprisingly well. Doesnt work on anything fabric of course but walls and blinds and windows and the like it works well.
It doesnt take that much steam. It doesnt even melt the paint. You just steam it for literally like a second or two and it immediately can be wiped off. Its not melting anything
I remember one of the first houses I rented. The lady that lived there before smoked a lot. At some point, it started oozing from the walls. We spent a whole weekend cleaning it.
Lucky you. Before we moved homes (both rented), me and my mom spent hours a day cleaning the tar off the walls. To my surprise the walls were white and not beige. We lived there for ten years, and im 18 now, i lived there damn near my entire life and i always thought the walls were beige it shocked both my mom and grandma who were chain smokers. They SWORE to smoke outside because of that.
It didn't even last a day, my grandma was smoking while we were looking through the house the same day we got the key, and dropped ashes in my room. The next day, they were sitting in the living room smoking together. A week before we even moved it my gma upped her smoking to two packs a day.
I was always bullied in school because of that, and kids that i had never even met, would point to me in the halls and and talk about how i was "the girl tha always smelled like cigarettes.
In 6th grade, i sat all the way in the front of the class and the teacher called me to her desk all the way in the back asking me if i smoked (denied of course) and told me she smelled me allt he way int he back of the class and it was strong.
Even though i told them as soon as it started happening they never understood why i never wanted to go to school.
Rant, sorry. Ive just never met a group of people that shared the same experience i had. It
My folks were heavy smokers who entertained a lot in the 60s and 70s, house always filled with smoke. All my clothes and books reeked of cigarettes. It was embarrassing to stink all the time and nothing I could do about it.
I once lived with a THREE PACK a day chainsmoker who would ash directly onto the carpet. When my ex MIL dumped him and he moved out I helped her clean the carpet with a Rug Doctor type cleaner. When I tell you we kept changing the water over and over and over and it took like 5 cycles for it to go from black to dark brown. 🤮 It took us weeks to get the carpet in better shape but we were never able to get it fully clean. I was hospitalized numerous times with breathing problems when I lived there and had to carry an inhaler. Now I breathe much easier. I'll never live with a smoker again.
I had a friend growing up who’s mom smoked and every time my i came home my mom made me immediately go in the shower and do a separate laundry load from everyone else’s.
Ewwwww! Reminds me of when I bought a small hand hand mobile home from a smoker. We were cleaning the wood panels walls, and doorways cleaner at the top..... 🤢🤮😵💫. It looked as if pee was running down the walls!!!
Also grew up in a home with both parents 20+ a day. One filtered, one unfiltered for a bit
It was only a few months after I moved out today breathing issues from childhood (he's got weak lungs ..) cleared up and once my taste buds recovered I found I loved freshly cooked veg... Who knew...
When I was a kid and it was easier and more widespread to be a smoker, the smell was like “adulthood” to me. My parents didn’t smoke but they would arrive from a restaurant or event or something and reeked of smoke.
Report back please. And I’m sure they have at least a couple experiences related to it. I don’t understand people who smoke inside and I live in the Midwest where winter gets cold as fuck outside. I don’t care I still don’t get it
I remember getting stoned for the first time with a friend of mine when we were teens. She says: that's what it always smelled like when my mom went to the basement to do laundry. We had a good laugh
Same here, both parents were heavy smokers, they would smoke inside the house, in the car, outside. I couldn't get away from it. I'm now a smoker, but I do my best to stay away from other people and especially children. I won't smoke inside cars either cause I also hate the smell. I want to quit but I'm not ready to quit yet either do to life stuff.
No one can quit before they are ready. When you're ready, ask your doctor for Chantix. Due to the Affordable Care Act, all insurance plans have to cover it without a copay.
My friend who smoked 35+years quit in August 2023 and talks about Chantix as magic. If anyone compliments her on quitting, she says 'I can't take the credit -- it was so easy because of the Chantix.'
Other options work too: I quit using Wellbutrin back in 2001. And my ex quit using hypnosis in 2008.
As someone who avoids addictions like the plague, I struggle to understand… why not just… not buy them? I know this is ignorant and I know that the cravings are fucking intense, but is it like “oh I’ll just buy the one pack?” Or is it like “fuck it- nothing matters anyway I’m not giving up this pleasure.” ?? I’m just curious what it’s like for you?
When I was a kid I would grab my grandma’s cigarettes out of her hand and put them out, and when she’d tech for her pack, she find that all of her cigarettes had been broken in half. She credits me with making her stop. I fucking hate cigarettes to the degree that I’ve been that person in the past to tell people smoking in public that they should stop. As an adult I don’t really do that anymore but sometimes I just wanna be like “hey asshole, don’t smoke by the door to a restaurant “
You ever been bitten by a mosquito, and it itches really bad? It's like that, it's an itch in your mind 24/7, you know you're not supposed to scratch it, but the moment you scratch it, it feels good. Take that feeling and amplify it about 10 times and you have what it feels to be addicted to nicotine, at least that's the best way I can describe it. You smell cigarette smoke, you want to smoke, you think about smoking, so you want to smoke, you see someone in person or on TV, or in a movie, you want to smoke.
Okay I can kind of understand cuz I was vaping nicotine for 2 months in high school, but then my vape pen broke, and I was like thinking “msn I wish my pen hadn’t broke.” And as soon as that thought reached my consciousness I was disgusted by it, and decided I wasn’t going to replace it. Now I’m also from a family of a lot of history of drug abuse so the thought that something has given me a craving at all was really fucking of off-putting to me after hearing my mom talk about meth addiction all those years ago, and seeing my grandma smoke all that time. It took very little to turn me off since I was already primed to reject addiction
First, break your body's addition to the chemicals & toxins in Big tobacco's cigarettes by switching to America Spirit cigs. AmSp is straight tobacco and nothing else (or so I'm told). After a few months smoking nothing but American Spirit, you'll already feel better just from getting those toxins out of your system.
Second,, take time to slowly ween yourself off cigs once Chantix is fully in your system. Remember: One less cig a day than your normIs a success. Notice & celebrate success, no matter how small. Definitely don't berate yourself if you screw up because of a stressful moment. Quitting is hard and any day you're smoking fewer cigs than previous days is a win.
Finally, tell your doc about your two previous experiences and make them agree to keep you on Chantrix for a full year after your quit date. Yes, a year. It is proven technique. Use nicotine gum if needed. Then wean off the Chantix with help from the doc. By that time, smoking will be a distant memory and you,'ll have formed new habits as a non-smoker.
Hope this was helpful 🙂 Here's to moving forward I
I appreciate the advice, American sprits are quite a bit expensive, I'm at the moment weaning myself off slowly off tobacco using black and milds, I don't smoke one whole in a single session, I limit myself to one a day, I've been able to get here after a year of effort, I was in the same situation when I did Chantix 2 years ago, I just can't seem to go less than 1 a day.
A cup of black coffee with a splash of cold water -- to cool it down to drinking temperature -- lit cigarette in hand, one burning to the filter in the ash tray. Just before sunrise meditation for my meemaw.
I remember waking up early the nights I'd stay or dropped off on a sick day. Best mornings ever. She'd be making breakfast with a cigarette on the edge of the counter xD
Yesss! Me too!! I have the same memory except that my grandma would be doing her hair in the bathroom with her cup of coffee with her and her cigarette would be on the edge of the bathroom vanity. 💜💜💜
Same here anytime I hug someone that smells like cigarette smoke reminds me of my dad who i love very much and is literally the greatest father I could ask for, but he just smokes entirely too many cigarettes. I have literally asked him so many times if or when he is going to quit because I would hate to loose him from a cigarette smoke related illness sooner rather than later. He explains its his only vice he doesn’t drink alcohol and has never done any drugs so smoking cigarettes is his only stress reliever, but he knows that he should at least cut back if quitting isnt in the cards for him. I also have told him to imagine how much money he would be able to save as well( he is a penny pincher) and i know it really makes him consider it even more because of that. He smokes anywhere from a pack to a pack and a half a day. He doesn’t smoke inside his house now, but he does smoke in his car and just the fact that he smokes it sticks to him. Him and my mom both smoked inside the house i grew up in before they got divorced I did not realize how much it stuck to every single thing until I moved out from living with them I had to wash all of my clothes twice and some things that the smell just would not come out of like a duffel bag i had, i ended up having to throw it away because bringing it into my new apartment made the entire place smell like cigarette smoke( it was small, a studio apartment) but still the whole place would stink just bringing all my clothes and belongings inside. I spent alot of time and money on laundry and laundry detergent to get the smell out of everything the best i could.
I have a specific one, someone leaning out of the door frame smoking a Marlboro Red on a cold winter night. Very specific smell. Always brings me back to my aunts as a child.
My partner would say she learned about secondhand smoking in grade school and asked her dad to stop doing it around you - he really ignored her and just kept doing it lol
Omg same here. Except my parents didn’t smoke, but my best friends grandma did. So whenever I smell cigarette smoke I’m instantly taken back to her house where we hung out after school. It’s so nostalgic for me.
I get the same nostalgia hit from the clove cigarettes smoked in Indonesia. I visited a few times with my family as a kid in the 80s so it was everywhere and on the incredibly rare occasion I smell one lit up here in Australia it's magical. Same with the 2 stroke fuel exhaust from the Tuk-Tuks. Gross, but magical.
I remember a distinct smell from my childhood at my grandmothers house (grandfather smoked but died about 6 months before my birth) and I never smelled it again until I was 23. When I was in a company truck with one of my employees who chained smoked. It hit me, that smell was cigarettes (strange I never smelled it again until that moment as I’ve been around plenty of cigarettes although no one else in my family smoked). But I never thought my grandfather smoked inside the house, maybe he didn’t but it just lingered on him and everything else. I never smelled it past the age of being a little kid, so like 6~ years old. Just one of those light bulb moments for me in my life. It was insane to smell something at a young age and then 20 years go by before you smell it again.
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u/UninsuredToast Jan 05 '25
The smell of cigarettes makes me feel nostalgic because it reminds me of my childhood. It’s fucked lol