I had no plans of quitting when I woke up this morning. Had my morning dip and was perfectly happy. Im 37 years old and Ive been a dipper for over 20 years. Ive never seriously tryed to quit at any point during those 20 years. Ive thrown dozens of full cans of dip in the trash or out the truck window while driving down the road, I even recall hurling a can out into the lake while fishing in dramatic fashion swearing to God and anyone else in earshot that I would never dip again. I never made it past 24 hours. I told my wife and myself I would quit when we got married, when my kids were born, on my birthday, on new years day. Lie Lie Lie. I never got past the 2nd or 3rd trigger.
I have 3 daughters. two 8 year olds and a 5 year old. Twins plus 1. I just read the Tom Kern story and I DO NOT want that to be me. I will not put my girls through that for the sake of a fucking plant.
Its been 4 hours since my last dip. I havent even had a bad craving yet. Today I am quit.
