Larry Gonzalez83 said:So, here’s an update on my situation from yesterday.
My conscience just wouldn't let it go... I had to get it off my chest, and honestly, I think I ended up saying way more than I should have.
After reading what hiddendriver34 wrote, I decided to try a different approach.
We were just hanging out at home yesterday morning, and I brought up the whole cigarette thing again. But this time, I kept it chill. I acted like I didn't care if some other girls at school smoke, or even if they have kids or parents involved... I just needed her to be honest with me if she was doing it herself. I tried to be subtle, no yelling, no being "that" parent... I was acting calm on the outside, but inside, I was a total wreck.
I pulled out my own pack, lit one up—which I almost never do at home—and just set them on the table in front of her. I told her she could have one if she wanted. Silence. Just a solid minute or two of nothing. She just stared at her phone.
Then, acting totally casual, she pulls a cigarette out of the pack and lights it.
In my head, it felt like every volcano on Earth just erupted at once. My heart started racing like crazy. Well, you asked for it... now you've got it. But I knew I had to see this through. I spent a few minutes trying to pull myself together. I asked her how long this had been going on. She told me she tried it for the first time at a friend's house, then took a break, then started smoking more over the summer, and since August, she's been a daily smoker.
That friend gets cigarettes from her mom, so I didn't even have to ask where she was getting them... I figured she was just swiping them. That’s actually the least of my worries right now.
She finished that one cigarette right there in the dining room, stubbed it out, and left me in complete shock—even though I was trying so hard to act like I had everything under control. Truth is, I feel even more lost than before. Then my husband walked in from the yard, so I just dropped the subject entirely.
Now I'm just stuck. What am I supposed to do? She's only 14 and a half. I played with fire and I definitely got burned... I went looking for answers and just ended up making things worse. Did I win anything here? Or did I lose? I couldn't sleep for half the night. Once they start lighting up right in front of you, there's no going back. I really don't know how to handle this now. Has anyone else gone through this?!
Well, I started smoking back in freshman year of high school. Not anymore, though. Basically, my parents forbade it and constantly lectured me about how unhealthy it was and how I might die, blah, blah, blah. At the same time, there wasn't a single room in our house where people weren't smoking; the ashtrays were always overflowing. And my mother, despite everything, works in healthcare. Back then, it just seemed so hypocritical. If they hadn't been smoking, maybe I wouldn't have started.
Regarding your situation, just bite the bullet and accept it. There isn't much you can realistically do. If you try to forbid it like they did to me, she'll just go smoke outside. Besides, you aren't exactly a perfect role model.