@William,
Thank you Salima,
Wonderful post. My curiosity was sincere in that I wanted to see if there was a connection in those substances we abuse and their natural purpose for existing, for I think there is one. There are people that are addicted to carbohydrates too. Sincerely, I have never tried to quit. There were times when, I couldn't use tobacco and it never really bothered me. My body has become accustom to it. It's not a crutch, or at least I don't think it is anyway. I enjoy it. When I said I wish I didn't, that was true, but I don't worry about it. And now I will explain that. It's amazing how just doing a simple thing like turning on a radio can change your life.
My biggest problem and it has been one ever since I can remember that caused misery on everyone is my zero tolerance at being told what to do. It was as if, "domination" is the motto of the world we live in, as if anyone new "what to do". So my life involved developing an understanding that allowed me to live with never having to dominate anyone. In order for me to fully understand that I had to undertand why people were so "controlling", so that I would be able to dodge their attacks and save us both a lot of grief. Ha. There were entirely too many people trying to control my life and I knew I couldn't change them, so I had to effort to understand them. I couldn't change me if I tried. Not that I wouldn't,I couldn't. Neither should anyone have to, ideally. But when you live in a world full of "bosses", it's hard to realize that.
Subsequently, I have developed an "understanding" of others for that is where I focused all my attention, for the selfish reason of allowing me to control my temper. That's all. That was my only concern for me was to control my anger. I don't focus on me. Never have. I just had to figure out a way to deal with others so they wouldn't direct, command, order or tell me what to do. In that process, I discovered a universal truth, NO BODY LIKES TO BE TOLD WHAT TO DO. I have developed such a defense to it, even the slightest attempt to do so, I notice it. There is no manner of communication in which I can't recognize control, even brainwashing. That's why I don't watch television. For the most part, it makes me see red.
Now since I never really focused on myself, my life has been through the ringer. Ha. But I wouldn't trade it for all the tea in China, because of what it taught me about the innate goodness in other people, no matter what they "showed" on the outside, it was what was buried deep beneath that surface that mattered. There was no way I could ever know why the output manifested was, because I didn't know all the input. That's the problem with medicine. We don't know all the input; we can only arriive at consensus by using statistics. What's good for one, is good for another. There are just to many people to treat them individually and there is
"not enough time". I became obsessed with finding that root cause that would allow us to treat all people. And that search led me to the "bossiest" culprit of all: God. Uh oh? Now what? I......am......sunk! How does one approach such a "culprit" and withstand his wrath, jealousy and vengeance? That explains it. Now I knew why people were so bossy. It's because God is. Hmmm? Talk about confusing. How can I understand God?
Then one day as I was thinking, in this void of "what now" since I was not totally obliterated by God and his Wrath, at that very moment, as if robotic, because I rarely listen to the radio, I turned it on and a song by the Commodores was playing, and immediately my ears became super sensitive and the words came out as clear as a bell,
".......don't go changin' to try and please me; you never let me down before". I started weeping; tears were running down my face like you wouldnt believe. Now you have to understand, I am a man. We don't weep! Where in the world did that come from? That was in 1979. Then my life began the second leg of my journey. I took him at his word and i didn't change, and that was one hell of a trip. Literally. Only my immediate family and closest friends know a little of what that entailed. It was a journey of the mind and to explain all that happened would be to no avail, because no one would believe it. I have let out bits and pieces only and perhaps one day I will tell, "the rest of the story". Ha. Even now as this is a very abridged version of all that happened, Very!
So you can understand why I don't like anyone accusing me of "denial". The only only thing in this world I have every denied is an understaning of myself. That was totally out of my hands. The first 30 years of my life was to learn, and the last was to forget most of what I had learned to know the truth. So to speak.
Thanks to you and your so very gentle and warm nature, I will give it a shot and try and quit using tobacco for a month. I'll keep you posted.
William