People on the verge of a big change, not wanting to let go. And the people who give them the final push. Prologue: Guest Host Sean Cole gets some scary news about his health, and decides to quit smoking. (5 minutes) The Straw That Broke Joe Camel's Back. / Can I Still Be a Joker and a Midnight Toker? / The Unbearable Lighterlessness of Being.: Sean Cole attempts to kick his 35 year-long smoking habit, using a book that’s said to have helped millions of people to quit. (33 minutes) A Spoonful of Sugar: Someone writes into the advice column Dear Sugar to ask whether or not they should quit a relationship, and gets a strange but very persuasive response. (9 minutes) An adaptation of some of Cheryl Strayed’s columns is now streaming on Hulu. It’s called Tiny Beautiful Things. Tender Resignation: Even people who vehemently disagreed with Heider Garcia wanted him to stay in his job. But then something happened that made staying impossible. Zoe Chace reports. (9 minutes)
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I'm Sean Cole, sitting in for Ira Glass.
Late last year I got some not so great health news that kind of scared the hell out of me.
Basically, I was diagnosed with mild emphysema, lung disease, and two what they're calling small, benign nodules, one on each lung.
It's like scar tissue.
I'm trying to focus on the words mild, small and benign.
The cause wasn't mysterious.
I'd been a daily cigarette smoker for about 35 years.
Used to be a pack a day when I was younger, sometimes more.
I'd cut it down to maybe a half or a third of that later on.
And I'd been meaning to quit for a long time, but I just never tried to, not really.
And now it felt like I had no choice, which Before I tell you what happened next, I feel like I should explain what a huge change that was going to be.
I always say I started smoking when I was 15 and started inhaling when I was 16.
Partly I just wanted to be like the people in the British TV dramas I was watching on pbs, pulling these perfect little white cylinders out of silver cases that snapped shut.
I remember I painted an empty metal Band Aid container light blue and kept my Salem menthols in there, puffing at them in my parents driveway.
In my 30s and 40s, I was the guy in the friend group that always had cigarettes.
I'd smoke during the shortest of walks, like from this office to the hotel bar across the street.
I'd smoke after a 10 mile training run for a half marathon.