It started at dinner.
My daughter didn’t need another lecture. She needed a way out that didn’t make her feel like garbage every time she slipped.
Like a lot of parents, I found out my kid was vaping and felt completely powerless. The scary articles didn’t help her. Cold-turkey ultimatums just pushed her away. What she actually needed was something patient — a way to see her own numbers honestly, bring them down at a pace she could live with, and feel someone quietly cheering instead of judging.
So I built it. Vaporize is the tool I wish we’d had: it counts the puffs without shame, draws a gentle path down to zero, and lets her invite one person she trusts to get a short weekly note and send a little encouragement back. No accounts to sign up for, nothing sold, no scare tactics — just a steady hand on the shoulder.
I’m sharing it because if it can help your kid — or you — the way it’s helping mine, that’s the whole point.



