I am a social smoker.
And I'm a "former smoker's envy".
See, I don't crave tobacco on a day to day basis.
I get a hankering from time to time, often situational, where I sit and I find myself thinking that what this moment needs, to dot the i, is a gentle cigar, or sweet pipe tobacco.
When I was 15 years old I went to a local shop and I bought a pack of winstons.
This was against peer pressure at the time, and I was fully aware of the "risk of death".
I did not really care much for my own health, or body, and I just wanted one.
Now, I'm aware that this is not the norm, but the first one I lit up... I didn't cough, I didn't feel nauseated, I didn't get any of those traditional "ewww" reactions. It just felt comfortable, like "hey! that's what I've been missing!"
I smoked almost a pack a day for a couple years, and then I got pregnant, so I stopped.
No withdrawal, no nothing, just stopped.
Since the daughter got a year old, I've had a smoke "now and then".
I roll my own from sweet dublin, or I stuff it in my pipe.
And it's just.. a cozy thing to me.
I 'specially like a little tobacco with a nice wine and if I have that in the right company, the nice wine is usually followed by a few more drinks, and by that time I've lit up a couple more times, and so, I can be "a smoker" for a night, and feel no withdrawal or itch for more 'till whenever I get to it next time, which can be weeks later, even months.
I don't smoke amongst non-smokers.
I don't smoke 'round my daughter.
I don't smoke indoors at all.
I bin my "leftovers" appropriately.
etc..
Being a smoker doesn't make me inconsiderate and the amount I smoke makes me less of a polluter than a person who likes to light candles.