(Also I feel like I should say this. There are some of you who will have been following my story for a few years, and will know that my health was absolutely destroyed, leaving me disabled for years. It was only after a stem cell transplant that I started on the road to regaining my health. Before people ask me why I'm smoking after going through so much, I thought Id just explain...
Ive had to live like an absolute saint for so many years, missing out on the years where people are normally experimenting with every substance under the sun, watching what I eat, how much energy I use, putting everything under the microscope I decided to have a week where I said fuck it, and did what I wanted. And you know what, It felt fuuucking great. Ive since quit again (so you dont have to worry mum and dad!) and gone back to seriously looking after my body and taking it easy, but it felt nice, and actually strangely quite cathartic to do something so obviously bad for me for a while. Dont smoke or do drugs kiddies! Your body is a temple )
