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Dear Daisy,
This is an odd thing to write about and to you, Daisy, especially. But I feel like you might be able to understand out of our mutual friend circle. Frankly, writing this in an email format is weirder than me writing to you. I’m just not sure how to string my thoughts on text messages.
My father smokes cigarettes.
He’s been smoking since he was in his 20s. Everyone I know says smoking is bad for you. They’re right. Smoking is bad for you.
He still does it.
My relationship with my father has only recently improved, unlike George’s family, they were always very close. My family only got close after my parents divorced.
My father says he’s smoking less. So why is it everytime we go out he takes out a cigarette and ends up smoking at least 3 everyday? It hurts to see. He’s making himself sicker and I’m not sure what to do. I asked George’s dad about it. He says that the smoker themself need to want to quit.
I’m not sure if my father wants to quit.
My grandfather (father’s dad) also smoked. I think the smoking might be a hereditary thing. I’m scared I’m going to start smoking because I inhaled so much second hand smoke from them. I’m sure you have family members who also smoke. So all of this writing and frankly complaining means nothing. You shouldn’t complain about other people’s choices of habits.
It still hurts to see him smoke.
It hurts to smell tobacco every time I go to the flat’s bathroom.
It hurts to have to stand outside and wait for him to finish a cigarette before we go inside somewhere.
I don’t want him to smoke. I’m scared he’ll end up hurting himself to the point of no return. Sure, he hasn’t been the greatest dad before but he’s trying now and I don’t want him to get sick.
It makes me uncomfortable when people make jokes about smoking or treat it as something really normal. It’s honestly stupid for me to think like this I think. Whenever your brother makes a joke related to cigarettes I just want to run away or scream at something. And it’s stupid because Bertie is really nice and I would never scream at him, or anyone really.
Anyway, this is a really dumb thing to write about. I hope your holiday is going great! How’s the Alps been?
Your friend?
Alexander