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Community => Introductions => Topic started by: nomorecope! on September 10, 2015, 01:47:00 PM
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
Congrats on 24 hours. I quit yesterday as well. Cope WAS my "stress preventer" as well.
If you ever need support or someone to vent at send me a message. There are a bunch of people here who have been through everything you are going through. I stayed up late last night pouring through posts as well.
Keep chugging water and kick nic to the street.
I quit with you!!!!!!!!!!!
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Iwildma2,
Yeah brother, glad to hear there is another Copenhagen slave to talk to.
We quit on the same day! Don't cave tonight...I'll know!
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Iwildma2,
Yeah brother, glad to hear there is another Copenhagen slave to talk to.
We quit on the same day! Don't cave tonight...I'll know!
I am definitely liking what I'm reading! Sounds like you hate this shit and thats the attitude it takes! I would like to say ,dipping is an addiction not a habit. We're no better than the crack whore down the street. I can tell you now if it were 10.00 a dip a year ago ,I would have bought it,and I'm not afraid to say 90 percent of people on here would have also! Don't try doing this alone ,we're here to help. Sounds like you may be a dickhead without your nic,if so, bring your ass on here and cuss , raise hell with us and not your family, they didn't stick that shit in your mouth! I quit with you today!
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
Congrats on 24 hours. I quit yesterday as well. Cope WAS my "stress preventer" as well.
If you ever need support or someone to vent at send me a message. There are a bunch of people here who have been through everything you are going through. I stayed up late last night pouring through posts as well.
Keep chugging water and kick nic to the street.
I quit with you!!!!!!!!!!!
30 years here brother. It can be done but you have to want it. You've got to say fuck you bitch. You don't control my life anymore. Post roll EDD and quit ODAAT. A lot of badass quitters here so your not alone. QLF
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Maintain this intensity brother. Nicotine will attempt to find any chink in the armor that it can to sneak back into your life. The fog you are experiencing right now will pass, but your desire to control this addiction cannot. Hang on to it as tightly as you can and you're already one big step ahead.
Quit on NMC
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
Congrats on 24 hours. I quit yesterday as well. Cope WAS my "stress preventer" as well.
If you ever need support or someone to vent at send me a message. There are a bunch of people here who have been through everything you are going through. I stayed up late last night pouring through posts as well.
Keep chugging water and kick nic to the street.
I quit with you!!!!!!!!!!!
30 years here brother. It can be done but you have to want it. You've got to say fuck you bitch. You don't control my life anymore. Post roll EDD and quit ODAAT. A lot of badass quitters here so your not alone. QLF
Thanks everybody.
I remember as a kid, giving my Mother hell because she was smoking all the time.
I simply could not understand why she couldn't "just quit".
Now I get it.
I'm glad I didn't offend anybody with my aggressive posting. I just really feel I need to face this bitch head on and be a mean sonofabitch.
Pab is talking about what an addict would pay to get his fix. It's absolutely unreal how much $ I've wasted on this addiction.
Seriously, sometimes I was doing a can a day, 7 days a week. Dude, easily $200/month.
Compound that at 12% for 15 years..........Oh, my God....I'm an idiot.
NO MORE.
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
Congrats on 24 hours. I quit yesterday as well. Cope WAS my "stress preventer" as well.
If you ever need support or someone to vent at send me a message. There are a bunch of people here who have been through everything you are going through. I stayed up late last night pouring through posts as well.
Keep chugging water and kick nic to the street.
I quit with you!!!!!!!!!!!
30 years here brother. It can be done but you have to want it. You've got to say fuck you bitch. You don't control my life anymore. Post roll EDD and quit ODAAT. A lot of badass quitters here so your not alone. QLF
Thanks everybody.
I remember as a kid, giving my Mother hell because she was smoking all the time.
I simply could not understand why she couldn't "just quit".
Now I get it.
I'm glad I didn't offend anybody with my aggressive posting. I just really feel I need to face this bitch head on and be a mean sonofabitch.
Pab is talking about what an addict would pay to get his fix. It's absolutely unreal how much $ I've wasted on this addiction.
Seriously, sometimes I was doing a can a day, 7 days a week. Dude, easily $200/month.
Compound that at 12% for 15 years..........Oh, my God....I'm an idiot.
NO MORE.
What really helped me and still does today is stating active with your group and with other groups. I feel like when I reach out to help others it also helps me stay focus on my quit. Rant all you want. That fucking bitch does not own you. Take control of you life and it starts today, not tomorrow but just for today. We worry about tomorrow, tomorrow. Been quit for 102 days and have saved over $1,000.00.. Two can a day, and never thought twice about speeding money. Just as long as I had my fix.
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Now that's what I'm fucking talking about. Get pissed off. This is the place to do it. Whatever makes your quit stronger. You got the right attitude. Now get in here and do your damn thing. Post roll in your group every damn day. Exchange some numbers and reach out when you need some support. Its a brother/sisterhood.
I quit with you.
SAM -91
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Congrats on the quit. Now, it's all about withstanding the tests of time. Stay strong.
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Congrats on the quit. Now, it's all about withstanding the tests of time. Stay strong.
Don't worry about the tests of time right now. The only battle you have to win right now is today. You can't win tomorrow without winning today so don't worry about it yet. If you bite too big a chunk off, the task will seem insurmountable. Just quit today. ODAAT (one day at a time) is a tenet to live by in your quits.
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Starting to feel remarkably better, but I've been here before and I know she's just playing games with me and waiting to hit me hard when I start to get overconfident.
Not this time, bitch.
One day at a time.
Let's see if I can get any sleep tonight.
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Starting to feel remarkably better, but I've been here before and I know she's just playing games with me and waiting to hit me hard when I start to get overconfident.
Not this time, bitch.
One day at a time.
Let's see if I can get any sleep tonight.
Yes! Keep this attitude and you can not fail bro.
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Not sure why you think you are a "fucking coward"? I quit 4 days ago and i don't know if I'll succeed but I'm thinking we are being kinda courageous aren't we? Trying to quit what is arguably the most addictive substance known to man? It's brave.
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Judging by your posts, you definitely have the right mindset and attitude to be successful. You've done your homework.
Personally, I'm going onto day 20. This is the longest amount of time I've gone without dipping.
We're in this together!
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
Sounds familiar. I'm at day 25 and it gets a lot easier. Just keep telling yourself that you won't buy a can.
You don't need the nicotine.
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KingNothing, Feja, Felson,
Thanks guys. Past 48 hours and feeling strong. I'm sitting here at my desk with a slight edge of rage...not at anybody in my life or anything that has happened, but as a defense at that crazy woman who is out there watching me, observing, waiting for me to get overconfident, weak, show some hubris. Then she's going to strike hard.
No, no, no.
Not today.
Thanks guys, this place fucking rocks.
I quit with you all today.
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Hi all,
I'm almost at 24 hours. I read a thousand posts last night as I was physically shaking and screaming. Posted roll on December 2015 quit group.
I separated from the Navy 2 weeks ago and have been using my separation date as a catalyst to quit this motherfucker, Copenhagen.
I started in High School, back when I was hanging out with my coach on the weekend. He handed me a can of Kodiak, took a small pinch and ended up on the floor for about an hour.
For some unknown reason, I kept taking more pinches, even though every time it made me sick. I continued throughout college and into my Navy career.
I don't think I was truly hard core addicted until I started working in the Navy day in and day out, doing very dangerous, stressful work and supervising a lot of young kids.
The stress of constantly worrying about somebody getting hurt or killed, including myself, lead me to dip all day long.
Looking back on it, I know that dip didn't help me deal with the stress or pressure at all, it actually hurt my ability to deal with things... but you all know how irrational you can be when the addiction is calling you. It "felt" like Copenhagen was providing some relief.
Over the years I've noticed my personality change quite a bit. I'm a serious asshole at work and I don't get along with most people. I'm known as the really hard core guy who has no sympathy for excuses or crap performance. This is partly my inherent personality, but it's also a reflection of what Copenhagen slowly did to me.
I became increasingly isolated from family and friends. I would make excuses not to go to social events, simply because I knew I would want to dip 1/2 way through the event and I'd get super irritable. I've broken off a couple relationships with really nice women, simply because I didn't want to problem solve in the relationship. I'd rather sit at home in front of the TV and make love to my mistress, miss Copenhagen.
I'm such a fucking coward.
I'm literally freaking out as I write this, dealing with withdrawals, but at the same time I feel a little bit of relief as I've honestly never been very open to anyone about my addiction. I feel like I'm being honest about it for the first time!
I am an addict.
I have allowed Copenhagen to run my life for the last 15 years.
No more.
Fuck this addiction.
I need to grow up, own it, be honest with myself, attack this bitch head on and become a better man.
I need to connect with the guy I used to be - always laughing, care free, laid back. Where did he go? Copenhagen took him away.
This habit is so incredibly disgusting. I look at the spitters, trash cans lined with residue, granules of snuff all over my front seat and in the nooks and crannies of my truck.
Disgusting, disgusting, disgusting.
The funny thing is, I've dated some very intelligent, beautiful, top notch women before who busted me dipping and actually put up with it. I seriously do not understand how any woman can put up with a guy that dips. It is truly disgusting and shows a lack of character. It truly is a low, low, habit. Let's be honest.
I feel a lot better as I'm writing this, but I know there is a long, long road ahead of me. I'm glad I found this forum, it seems to be filled with people just like me, with the same attitude and commitment.
Ok, I think I'm going to go and run 10 miles because if I don't I might throw my couch through the fucking wall. I am bouncing around the house, can't concentrate on anything, keep forgetting why the hell I walked into a room. Hitting all kinds of mood swings, randomly laughing at a stupid commercial that's not even funny. Losing my shit for no reason when the neighbor's dog steps onto my lawn. Getting emotional about my family and memories of being a young boy growing up. So fucking weird.
Thanks in advance to anyone who reads this. For some reason, it's making me feel better that I'm telling some stranger, somewhere, how I feel.
Stay strong all.
Sounds familiar. I'm at day 25 and it gets a lot easier. Just keep telling yourself that you won't buy a can.
You don't need the nicotine.
Thanks Casey!
I found it interesting from your posts that you are finding the ability to write again. I've always had a problem writing without a dip in, but I'm already noticing things getting a little bit easier.
Have you found that your concentration is back to normal? Or has it even improved?
Stay strong.
I quit with you today.
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Well, I just passed 48 hrs.
I'm writing this to help others that are either thinking about quitting or are just starting, because reading a lot of posts prior to quitting really helped me.
I DO feel better...a little bit.
I have a clearer head, better outlook on things, slightly better sense of humor.
However, I'm still experiencing some pretty serious symptoms of withdrawal -
A very tight chest, I feel the need to constantly take a deep, deep breath and slowly exhale. I get the sensation that if I don't take these deep breaths, my chest will implode. It is really tight.
Much difficulty concentrating. In fact, I'm noticing that if I try to activate certain parts of my brain in concentration, such as doing math calculations in my head or really concentrating on a certain passage in a book, these actions almost instantly trigger more intense withdrawal symptoms.
My withdrawal symptoms are definitely closely associated with certain parts of my brain becoming stimulated.
I feel a constant need to be drinking water. I literally feel as if I've traded one addiction for another. I'll take the water addiction, thanks.
My leg and arm muscles are extremely jumpy. I am constantly restless. I'm tempted to go out and just destroy my muscles with a crazy crossfit style workout, but at the same time I refrain because I'm scared of getting too excited and bringing on some serious craves.
I'm trying to move forward extremely slowly at this early stage in my quit. I know I am extremely vulnerable right now.
Crazy activity going on in my gut. I think my stomach and intestines are adjusting to the lack of vasoconstriction and all sorts of crazy shit is going on. Whatever, bring it.
I have noticed that it's a little easier for me to read, so I'll be exploring that today, without overwhelming my brain and causing any weakness in my quit.
Take care all,
I quit with you today.
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Well, I just passed 48 hrs.
I'm writing this to help others that are either thinking about quitting or are just starting, because reading a lot of posts prior to quitting really helped me.
I DO feel better...a little bit.
I have a clearer head, better outlook on things, slightly better sense of humor.
However, I'm still experiencing some pretty serious symptoms of withdrawal -
A very tight chest, I feel the need to constantly take a deep, deep breath and slowly exhale. I get the sensation that if I don't take these deep breaths, my chest will implode. It is really tight.
Much difficulty concentrating. In fact, I'm noticing that if I try to activate certain parts of my brain in concentration, such as doing math calculations in my head or really concentrating on a certain passage in a book, these actions almost instantly trigger more intense withdrawal symptoms.
My withdrawal symptoms are definitely closely associated with certain parts of my brain becoming stimulated.
I feel a constant need to be drinking water. I literally feel as if I've traded one addiction for another. I'll take the water addiction, thanks.
My leg and arm muscles are extremely jumpy. I am constantly restless. I'm tempted to go out and just destroy my muscles with a crazy crossfit style workout, but at the same time I refrain because I'm scared of getting too excited and bringing on some serious craves.
I'm trying to move forward extremely slowly at this early stage in my quit. I know I am extremely vulnerable right now.
Crazy activity going on in my gut. I think my stomach and intestines are adjusting to the lack of vasoconstriction and all sorts of crazy shit is going on. Whatever, bring it.
I have noticed that it's a little easier for me to read, so I'll be exploring that today, without overwhelming my brain and causing any weakness in my quit.
Take care all,
I quit with you today.
Everything your going through is normal. I have walked in your shoes and I know exactly what your feeling. Believe it or not it gets better, give it some time and take it day by day.
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Well, I just passed 48 hrs.
I'm writing this to help others that are either thinking about quitting or are just starting, because reading a lot of posts prior to quitting really helped me.
I DO feel better...a little bit.
I have a clearer head, better outlook on things, slightly better sense of humor.
However, I'm still experiencing some pretty serious symptoms of withdrawal -
A very tight chest, I feel the need to constantly take a deep, deep breath and slowly exhale. I get the sensation that if I don't take these deep breaths, my chest will implode. It is really tight.
Much difficulty concentrating. In fact, I'm noticing that if I try to activate certain parts of my brain in concentration, such as doing math calculations in my head or really concentrating on a certain passage in a book, these actions almost instantly trigger more intense withdrawal symptoms.
My withdrawal symptoms are definitely closely associated with certain parts of my brain becoming stimulated.
I feel a constant need to be drinking water. I literally feel as if I've traded one addiction for another. I'll take the water addiction, thanks.
My leg and arm muscles are extremely jumpy. I am constantly restless. I'm tempted to go out and just destroy my muscles with a crazy crossfit style workout, but at the same time I refrain because I'm scared of getting too excited and bringing on some serious craves.
I'm trying to move forward extremely slowly at this early stage in my quit. I know I am extremely vulnerable right now.
Crazy activity going on in my gut. I think my stomach and intestines are adjusting to the lack of vasoconstriction and all sorts of crazy shit is going on. Whatever, bring it.
I have noticed that it's a little easier for me to read, so I'll be exploring that today, without overwhelming my brain and causing any weakness in my quit.
Take care all,
I quit with you today.
Everything your going through is normal. I have walked in your shoes and I know exactly what your feeling. Believe it or not it gets better, give it some time and take it day by day.
Well done on writing down what you are going through. It will help you focus later on when it gets better, but nicotine still calls (ahem, like on day 119).
You are about through the worst of it, generally 3 days to wash the nicotine out of your system. Drink lots of water and get some exercise, that will help your body clean up. Nothing magic happens day 4, but it does start getting better. Hang in there, keep in touch with your fellow BAQs. You got this.
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Well past 72 hrs now.
All day today, I felt home free. I got overconfident. I felt so good, relaxed and positive - I was going about my household chores without any concern.
2 hours ago she really hit me hard and she's been nagging me ever since. I am stir crazy and up late at night, as usual, so thought I would try to off-gas and write about it a little.
I feel like I'm about to pass out, light headed, tunnel vision, completely restless. Crazy churning in my stomach, very very tight chest.
Deep breaths...Deep breaths.
She worked her way back into my brain and tried her best to trick me. I have to be honest, I almost broke.
Writing about it gives me relief. I can feel the tension diffusing a bit with each word that I type. This fucking bitch is mean and relentless. Fuck you, bitch.
I'm not caving. Not today. No more. I'll take each day as it comes because I know I'm vulnerable and I know this crazy fucking bitch is always watching me, lurking, waiting to spring into action when she senses weakness. Go fuck yourself.
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Don't cave - WE CAN DO THIS. No more chew.
It is all baby steps at this point but WE WILL QUIT TOGETHER. I believe in you man. B)B
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Well past 72 hrs now.
All day today, I felt home free. I got overconfident. I felt so good, relaxed and positive - I was going about my household chores without any concern.
2 hours ago she really hit me hard and she's been nagging me ever since. I am stir crazy and up late at night, as usual, so thought I would try to off-gas and write about it a little.
I feel like I'm about to pass out, light headed, tunnel vision, completely restless. Crazy churning in my stomach, very very tight chest.
Deep breaths...Deep breaths.
She worked her way back into my brain and tried her best to trick me. I have to be honest, I almost broke.
Writing about it gives me relief. I can feel the tension diffusing a bit with each word that I type. This fucking bitch is mean and relentless. Fuck you, bitch.
I'm not caving. Not today. No more. I'll take each day as it comes because I know I'm vulnerable and I know this crazy fucking bitch is always watching me, lurking, waiting to spring into action when she senses weakness. Go fuck yourself.
Way to use your tools. Writing in your intro when the crave hits puts nic in its place. Plenty to read as well. Sometimes a quit is measured in hours and minutes, not days.
At 3 days, sleep was minimal for me. I cut back coffee (nicotine and caffeine cancel eachother out a bit, so a little coffe goes a long way now), and with time was able to sleep again.
Drink lots of water, wash the last of the toxins out of your system. Anxiety is common, and that sounds like what hit you. If that feeling persists you may want to check in with a doctor -- might be something else. The point is to get healthy by quitting nic.
The early days suck, but it gets better. I quit with you again today.
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Not sure why you think you are a "fucking coward"? I quit 4 days ago and i don't know if I'll succeed but I'm thinking we are being kinda courageous aren't we? Trying to quit what is arguably the most addictive substance known to man? It's brave.
Remember, here we don't "try", we "do"! I quit with y'all today.
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Well past 72 hrs now.
All day today, I felt home free. I got overconfident. I felt so good, relaxed and positive - I was going about my household chores without any concern.
2 hours ago she really hit me hard and she's been nagging me ever since. I am stir crazy and up late at night, as usual, so thought I would try to off-gas and write about it a little.
I feel like I'm about to pass out, light headed, tunnel vision, completely restless. Crazy churning in my stomach, very very tight chest.
Deep breaths...Deep breaths.
She worked her way back into my brain and tried her best to trick me. I have to be honest, I almost broke.
Writing about it gives me relief. I can feel the tension diffusing a bit with each word that I type. This fucking bitch is mean and relentless. Fuck you, bitch.
I'm not caving. Not today. No more. I'll take each day as it comes because I know I'm vulnerable and I know this crazy fucking bitch is always watching me, lurking, waiting to spring into action when she senses weakness. Go fuck yourself.
Way to use your tools. Writing in your intro when the crave hits puts nic in its place. Plenty to read as well. Sometimes a quit is measured in hours and minutes, not days.
At 3 days, sleep was minimal for me. I cut back coffee (nicotine and caffeine cancel eachother out a bit, so a little coffe goes a long way now), and with time was able to sleep again.
Drink lots of water, wash the last of the toxins out of your system. Anxiety is common, and that sounds like what hit you. If that feeling persists you may want to check in with a doctor -- might be something else. The point is to get healthy by quitting nic.
The early days suck, but it gets better. I quit with you again today.
For me, days 3-5 were a crazy ride. Looking back once I got through those, nothing since has compared. Those couple days were a wild mix of craves, mind tricks, rage, and inability to focus on anything. Since then there have been some peaks, however, they are not sustained like that first week.
You are deep in the fog, do not give in to the mind tricks, stay the course, and just worry about today's quit.
We are here to quit with you today shipmate! (USS Fife 96-99)
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Yeah boys, we're all working through this together. I woke up this morning feeling a lot better, but I'm still going to take it easy for the next couple of days. She's lurking, I can feel her.
You guys rock! Thanks for the support!
Keep raging and expressing your experiences on the forum or on your introductions...it helps!
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Yeah boys, we're all working through this together. I woke up this morning feeling a lot better, but I'm still going to take it easy for the next couple of days. She's lurking, I can feel her.
You guys rock! Thanks for the support!
Keep raging and expressing your experiences on the forum or on your introductions...it helps!
Glad you were able to keep strong. Said a prayer for you at church this morning. Stay strong and you can always rant or vent to me if needed.
Stay strong and we Quit with you today.
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Hey fuckers,
96 hours just passed.
Chest tightness has passed, outlook is a little more positive, fog is still present, still walking around my house aimlessly, staring at the TV for way too long and not even aware of what I'm watching.
Holy fucking shit, this is a trip!
Stomach doing flips, but I get the sense it's relaxing and adjusting to the "new normal".
Hey, on a positive note - Has anyone else noticed more frequent, random erections? I'm walking around the house here with a "fuller" feeling...know what I mean?
I'll take it, this part is awesome!
Quit on mo-fo's. Fuck that bitch, she's out there watching you. Slap her hard when she shows up.
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Hey fuckers,
96 hours just passed.
Chest tightness has passed, outlook is a little more positive, fog is still present, still walking around my house aimlessly, staring at the TV for way too long and not even aware of what I'm watching.
Holy fucking shit, this is a trip!
Stomach doing flips, but I get the sense it's relaxing and adjusting to the "new normal".
Hey, on a positive note - Has anyone else noticed more frequent, random erections? I'm walking around the house here with a "fuller" feeling...know what I mean?
I'll take it, this part is awesome!
Quit on mo-fo's. Fuck that bitch, she's out there watching you. Slap her hard when she shows up.
Hey man i quit the same day as you and I'm having the exact same symptoms lmfao! such a fucked up trip eh. keep that will strong we fight this together.
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Hey fuckers,
96 hours just passed.
Chest tightness has passed, outlook is a little more positive, fog is still present, still walking around my house aimlessly, staring at the TV for way too long and not even aware of what I'm watching.
Holy fucking shit, this is a trip!
Stomach doing flips, but I get the sense it's relaxing and adjusting to the "new normal".
Hey, on a positive note - Has anyone else noticed more frequent, random erections? I'm walking around the house here with a "fuller" feeling...know what I mean?
I'll take it, this part is awesome!
Quit on mo-fo's. Fuck that bitch, she's out there watching you. Slap her hard when she shows up.
Hey man i quit the same day as you and I'm having the exact same symptoms lmfao! such a fucked up trip eh. keep that will strong we fight this together.
Hahaha, yes! I'm glad I'm not the only one getting at least some positive results from this experience.
Let's keep on keepin' on. Things will get better, as long as we're not weak.
I quit with you today brother.
Will be looking for you to post roll every day.
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Great job man! Keep up the good work. I quit with you and all of December
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The December group is awesome.
I am honored to quit with you guys! :D
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Great job guy's! That's the way to look out for each other! One is not near as strong as 2 or more. We've all tried it alone and it's damn near impossible! Quit on! Damn proud to be quit with all of you badasses!
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December quit group is the best quit group!!!!
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Guys,
I just hit 100 hours and damn...did that bitch just attack with full force.
I was feeling pretty good and decided I'd go out to the garage to clean it up and put some tools away. I got pretty into it and then started re-organizing all of my tools. For some reason, this activated a certain part of my brain, which I feel had been dormant during this quit, and I started hyperventilating and getting some monstrous craves. I couldn't think about anything, had to stop what I was doing.
I stumbled into my office and logged on here. Spent the last 1/2 hour reading some of the old words of wisdom posts from some of the veterans. They really help a lot, especially the ones that go into detail concerning our addictions insidious strategies to make us cave. It helps to constantly get a better understanding of what the nic bitch is thinking, and how to be ready the next time her ugly ass shows up.
Man, that was intense. I kind of figured, physically, I was over the worse part, but nope...it just got worse. I almost broke down, had to go and just lay down on the couch and breathe for awhile.
She was whispering in my ear "You've done such a great job these last 4 days, physically, you're already over the addiction, let's just roll out and go get a can. No-one will know. It'll feel so good"
Fuck, I hate her.
I'm still quit.
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Evil aint it!! I'm quit for 9. I'm quit with you brother. Smack that bitch back like a
hanging curve ball brother!!!!! ODAAT
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Guys,
I just hit 100 hours and damn...did that bitch just attack with full force.
I was feeling pretty good and decided I'd go out to the garage to clean it up and put some tools away. I got pretty into it and then started re-organizing all of my tools. For some reason, this activated a certain part of my brain, which I feel had been dormant during this quit, and I started hyperventilating and getting some monstrous craves. I couldn't think about anything, had to stop what I was doing.
I stumbled into my office and logged on here. Spent the last 1/2 hour reading some of the old words of wisdom posts from some of the veterans. They really help a lot, especially the ones that go into detail concerning our addictions insidious strategies to make us cave. It helps to constantly get a better understanding of what the nic bitch is thinking, and how to be ready the next time her ugly ass shows up.
Man, that was intense. I kind of figured, physically, I was over the worse part, but nope...it just got worse. I almost broke down, had to go and just lay down on the couch and breathe for awhile.
She was whispering in my ear "You've done such a great job these last 4 days, physically, you're already over the addiction, let's just roll out and go get a can. No-one will know. It'll feel so good"
Fuck, I hate her.
I'm still quit.
The good news is you got her against the ropes. For me days 4-5 was the peak of intensity, thickest fog, and heaviest craves. I picture the bitch in her final death throes at this point and the good news is that these will likely be the longest intense craves you will have. you may have other intense craves but they will become more and more fleeting and will not be nearly as sustained. You just have to keep your guard up.
Way to go! I quit with you today.
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Yeah, boys. We've got her against the ropes...left hook, right hook, body blow, kidney shot, uppercut...step back...assess...right cross, knock that bitch out.
I feel better today, but I know she'll drag her ass off the canvas, sit on the stool in her corner, let the cut man work on her, get stitched up...and she'll come out strong for the next round.
Bring it.
I'm quit.
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On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.
Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.
I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.
Posting makes me stronger, though.
Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.
I'm quit, still.
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On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.
Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.
I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.
Posting makes me stronger, though.
Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.
I'm quit, still.
Speaking of endurance.... 'do it'
The fog sucks. Dying sucks more. You've got this bro, keep it up.
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On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.
Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.
I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.
Posting makes me stronger, though.
Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.
I'm quit, still.
I feel you. I am still in the fog and it seems to be a little better for me on day 7. My boss thinks I am losing my mind. I called him three times this morning for the same question that doesn't have anything to do with him. Luckily he understands and is supportive. Says he is keeping a list of stupid things the fog has caused me to say and will share it with me on the other side.
Stay strong brother. Keep up with the water. It has been helping me.
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On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.
Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.
I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.
Posting makes me stronger, though.
Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.
I'm quit, still.
Speaking of endurance.... 'do it'
The fog sucks. Dying sucks more. You've got this bro, keep it up.
Hahaha! You the man, King. Thanks brother.
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On day 6 and I still have serious withdrawal symptoms. Massive, massive persistent brain fog. Can't concentrate, can't do math in my head, can't seem to plan the simplest of things.
I mean, I was in my garage re-arranging some things and I froze for about 5 minutes, just trying to decide where I should put a bungee chord.
Truly fucking hilarious. I am pretty much worthless at this point, can't plan anything and can't make decisions.
I feel like this is the nic bitch really trying to put it on me before she has to take a breather, but damn, she's got some endurance.
Posting makes me stronger, though.
Ok, I'll go through another night, irritable and jumpy as all hell, and wait for her to chill out and lose interest. She needs to chill, seriously. Fucking annoying, damn.
I'm quit, still.
I feel you. I am still in the fog and it seems to be a little better for me on day 7. My boss thinks I am losing my mind. I called him three times this morning for the same question that doesn't have anything to do with him. Luckily he understands and is supportive. Says he is keeping a list of stupid things the fog has caused me to say and will share it with me on the other side.
Stay strong brother. Keep up with the water. It has been helping me.
Wildman,
Hahaha. Bro, that's admirable of you to keep working through the fog when it's clearly affecting your work. It's good you have some support from your boss. It's hard to be a ninja quitter. The more people understand what you're going through, the better. Great to see you on roll every day.
I'm with you.
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Getting close to starting day 7...
I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.
Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?
Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?
Fuck, I feel so much better today.
But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.
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Getting close to starting day 7...
I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.
Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?
Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?
Fuck, I feel so much better today.
But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.
OMG, day 7 might have been my worst day. I barely remember it but on my Intro thread I wrote that I almost caved. I don't even remember that post. Don't go anywhere right now - don't cave!
We can do this NoMoreCope! Your user id here reminds me of my goal here. No one needs more cope ever.
I quit with you my friend.
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Post the roll on day 7 and re-read it during the day. Remember why we are here. The bitch must lose!
WE can do this. I quit with you.
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Getting close to starting day 7...
I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.
Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?
Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?
Fuck, I feel so much better today.
But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.
OMG, day 7 might have been my worst day. I barely remember it but on my Intro thread I wrote that I almost caved. I don't even remember that post. Don't go anywhere right now - don't cave!
We can do this NoMoreCope! Your user id here reminds me of my goal here. No one needs more cope ever.
I quit with you my friend.
My man Stranger!
I'm glad you reminded me that day 7 can still be tough.
I've been feeling so good today, I might be getting a little cocky.
Thanks for the check.
Will post roll and look for you tomorrow.
We're quit.
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Thanks man - we all need to stick together. It is like we are all holding arms trying get back to shore. Let's make sure everyone in the December group makes it out. B)B
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Getting close to starting day 7...
I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.
Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?
Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?
Fuck, I feel so much better today.
But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.
I am feeling the same way right now. I was on a call with a customer who I spend a lot of time with and she asked me what was going on with me. She said I seemed happier and not as uptight as I usually was. I told her I was on my 7th day tobacco free. She was happy for me and always gave me a hard time when I was chewing.
Unfortunately I am still in spitter mode. Been using Jake's to help me get through. I have already started slowing it down just because of taste and texture.
I quit with you and we are strong!!!
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Getting close to starting day 7...
I think I got hit really hard last night, as the nic bitch was exerting all her remaining energy at me before she dropped hard.
I slept in extra long this morning, I think my body is starting to ease up and relax a little bit. I definitely don't feel nearly as "uptight".
I can feel my gut relaxing, I'm taking much deeper breaths, naturally. I feel like I'm breathing with my diaphragm, not just my lungs.
I was pretty intellectually active today, reading, analyzing statements, but this activity didn't lead me to fall into a vicious withdrawal episode, like it had in the past.
I felt MUCH MORE RELAXED all day today. I was chuckling at random stuff, smiling a lot.
Isn't it a great feeling to smile throughout the day and not be constantly self conscious that people are going to see that big, fat, cockroach sticking out of your lip?
Isn't it great to be able to sit down anywhere, for any amount of time and not constantly scan the area for a spitter, place to spit, people watching you spit?
Fuck, I feel so much better today.
But, I know she's lurking. I'll be ready.
I'm quit.
I am feeling the same way right now. I was on a call with a customer who I spend a lot of time with and she asked me what was going on with me. She said I seemed happier and not as uptight as I usually was. I told her I was on my 7th day tobacco free. She was happy for me and always gave me a hard time when I was chewing.
Unfortunately I am still in spitter mode. Been using Jake's to help me get through. I have already started slowing it down just because of taste and texture.
I quit with you and we are strong!!!
My lip has been so numb on my quit that I don't even use the sunflower seeds anymore. Someone suggested cotton balls as an alternative. That might be a better thing than fake chew. To be honest - I've ripped up my lip and gum for so long now that I barely ever place my tongue in the lip anymore.
I quit with you my friend.
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Damn, here she comes again.
Officially into Day 7 territory and it's like she just woke up and now she won't shut up.
Yesterday was so awesome, almost felt nothing all day long.
Today is not starting well. She's throwing a fit inside my head, temper tantrum, spaz, meltdown, episode, performance, whatever.
She knows she's not as strong anymore. She knows she needs to change tactics because I'm beating her down.
She's trying everything.
Yeah bitch, keep trying. I'm meeting her head on, looking her in the eye...and she's LOOKING AWAY!!!
She's averting my stare down!
Hell yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. LIFE.
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My man...
Reading your intro really caught my attention. You remind me of me.
Today is actually my day 1200. I chewed 2 cans of kodiak a day for 15 years. Not bragging but just giving you some perspective.
I can feel the panic, confusion, and discombobulation in your posts. Things are going a million miles an hour in your head but crawling along at a snails pace at the same time. It's a really fucked up combo. One that can really fuck with you.
You've made it a week. That is fucking AWESOME. Keep grinding. Day by day, hour by hour or minute by minute if you have to. Every time you beat the bitch back your chalk up a small victory. Over time those small victories add up and you start building momentum and your quit will really take off.
Having said that, I have a feeling you know this but you have one big question on your mind. Maybe im wrong but in the back of your mind you're wondering "how long". I say this because your very conscious of what day you're on but also seem surprised that your still getting your ass kicked and off your game.
It's a question I asked all the time and it drove me fucking nuts. Truth be told there is no concrete answer but for me personally I got my ass kicked for a solid two months before I started to see the light. And when I say I was getting my ass kicked, I mean a Mike Tyson in his prime type of beat down. If you have a few hours to waste try reading the pathetic intro. Lol.
My best advice to you, and I know damn well it's easier said than done, is to try to take a step back and take this thing in pieces. As a wise man on here once told me, "how do you eat a whale...one bite at a time".
You chewed for 15 years. That's 15 years of poisoning yourself. I know it's been said a million times but nicotine is some nasty ass shit. It's sneaky too. You don't realize the grip it has on until you start your quit.
Trying to rewire your brain after 15 years of is no easy job. It's certainly not one that can be done in 7 days. Give yourself some time. And give yourself a break.
Looking back, those are two things I wish I would have done more...realize that this is going to take some time and that there are also going to be bumps along away. When you hit those bumps, try your best to just roll with them. Don't let them piss you off or discourage you and definitely do not dwell on them or allow them to put any doubt in your mind that you are doing the right thing.
Again, I realize that this is easier said than done, but try to look at this as a small window of suck in your life. You will not feel like this forever. This is not some huge boulder you will have to lug around the rest of your life. The chains of addiction CAN and WILL be broken. It's just going to take some time.
Stick to this site. Read all you can, here. Go off this site and read more. Read about the power of nicotine and addiction. Educate yourself on the enemy. Keep active and don't sit still...the nic bitch loves a sitting target.
You can do this. You will do this. Keep a level head, stay vigilant, and don't be afraid to lean on others when times get tough.
Sorry this is so long, but I really want you to succeed.
Quit on...
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Damn, here she comes again.
Officially into Day 7 territory and it's like she just woke up and now she won't shut up.
Yesterday was so awesome, almost felt nothing all day long.
Today is not starting well. She's throwing a fit inside my head, temper tantrum, spaz, meltdown, episode, performance, whatever.
She knows she's not as strong anymore. She knows she needs to change tactics because I'm beating her down.
She's trying everything.
Yeah bitch, keep trying. I'm meeting her head on, looking her in the eye...and she's LOOKING AWAY!!!
She's averting my stare down!
Hell yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. LIFE.
Come on nomorecope!!! You have this. You can beat her back down and you know we are here to support any way we can.
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My man...
Reading your intro really caught my attention. You remind me of me.
Today is actually my day 1200. I chewed 2 cans of kodiak a day for 15 years. Not bragging but just giving you some perspective.
I can feel the panic, confusion, and discombobulation in your posts. Things are going a million miles an hour in your head but crawling along at a snails pace at the same time. It's a really fucked up combo. One that can really fuck with you.
You've made it a week. That is fucking AWESOME. Keep grinding. Day by day, hour by hour or minute by minute if you have to. Every time you beat the bitch back your chalk up a small victory. Over time those small victories add up and you start building momentum and your quit will really take off.
Having said that, I have a feeling you know this but you have one big question on your mind. Maybe im wrong but in the back of your mind you're wondering "how long". I say this because your very conscious of what day you're on but also seem surprised that your still getting your ass kicked and off your game.
It's a question I asked all the time and it drove me fucking nuts. Truth be told there is no concrete answer but for me personally I got my ass kicked for a solid two months before I started to see the light. And when I say I was getting my ass kicked, I mean a Mike Tyson in his prime type of beat down. If you have a few hours to waste try reading the pathetic intro. Lol.
My best advice to you, and I know damn well it's easier said than done, is to try to take a step back and take this thing in pieces. As a wise man on here once told me, "how do you eat a whale...one bite at a time".
You chewed for 15 years. That's 15 years of poisoning yourself. I know it's been said a million times but nicotine is some nasty ass shit. It's sneaky too. You don't realize the grip it has on until you start your quit.
Trying to rewire your brain after 15 years of is no easy job. It's certainly not one that can be done in 7 days. Give yourself some time. And give yourself a break.
Looking back, those are two things I wish I would have done more...realize that this is going to take some time and that there are also going to be bumps along away. When you hit those bumps, try your best to just roll with them. Don't let them piss you off or discourage you and definitely do not dwell on them or allow them to put any doubt in your mind that you are doing the right thing.
Again, I realize that this is easier said than done, but try to look at this as a small window of suck in your life. You will not feel like this forever. This is not some huge boulder you will have to lug around the rest of your life. The chains of addiction CAN and WILL be broken. It's just going to take some time.
Stick to this site. Read all you can, here. Go off this site and read more. Read about the power of nicotine and addiction. Educate yourself on the enemy. Keep active and don't sit still...the nic bitch loves a sitting target.
You can do this. You will do this. Keep a level head, stay vigilant, and don't be afraid to lean on others when times get tough.
Sorry this is so long, but I really want you to succeed.
Quit on...
If you never read another thing on this site NMC, read this ^^^^ post over and over and over again. That kind of quit knowledge does not come along often. You've got this man, ODAAT.
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Diesel, King, Wildman...
(Sigh) - Thanks guys, I was definitely getting a little irritable!
Reading Diesel's post chilled me out. He's right, and it's obvious - I've been poisoning myself for 15 years, my body and mind are going to take some time to adjust. This only makes sense.
It just snuck up on me last night, as I thought I was over the worst parts, but then she hit me hard.
I was super chill today, and I think that had a lot to do with Diesel's post. I do really just need to chill, accept the hard times, breathe, get through them and quit on.
Roger that, will do.
Thanks so much to everyone contributing on this site. Awesome people here.
I'm quit.
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You've got this nomorecope! These are the really bad days and we need to conquer them together.
I quit with you buddy.
...And you've got my digits now if you need me. :D
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And I can't wait to post roll with you and all of our December peeps tomorrow. Every day that I read the list of names it makes me smile - even if my brain is foggy, LOL. That list keeps getting bigger too. :D
I quit with all of you and I will stay quit tomorrow.
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Day 9
Feeling better every day.
Much more positive, more social, more talkative.
Started working out again and enjoyed it more than usual, probably because I wasn't jonesing half way through the workout.
Still getting hit with hard core withdrawals 2-3 times a day, but I just breathe, lay down for a short period, read some posts and I get through it.
IT IS getting noticeably easier, but I'm still on 100% alert because I know I'm vulnerable every day and I'll always be an addict.
I'm quitting with all of you bad asses today.
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Day 9
Feeling better every day.
Much more positive, more social, more talkative.
Started working out again and enjoyed it more than usual, probably because I wasn't jonesing half way through the workout.
Still getting hit with hard core withdrawals 2-3 times a day, but I just breathe, lay down for a short period, read some posts and I get through it.
IT IS getting noticeably easier, but I'm still on 100% alert because I know I'm vulnerable every day and I'll always be an addict.
I'm quitting with all of you bad asses today.
Isn't it great coming through the other side? I am feeling the same but keeping my guard up.
A good friend of mine wants me to come over and smoke a cigar tonight. I told him I would come over but wouldn't partake.
He quit dip a year ago but smokes cigars a couple of times a week. I keep reminding him that is not quitting. You are still feeding on the same amount of nicotine.
I quit with you.
December will be here before we know it.
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Much more positive, more social, more talkative.
^^^^
I have noticed this as well. My mood has been much improved the last few days. B)B
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Quit is strong in here.... Smells good, Real Good!
I quit with you today NoMo!
Rawls 306
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Day 10 here, sports fans...
So, I'm noticing that I'm much more motivated to get up and do things around the house, get chores done, fix things, clean up etc.
I'm also having more fun doing it. This is an interesting development in my quit. Whenever I used to think about doing chores around the house, I would get annoyed, throw in a dip in order to numb my annoyance, and then tackle the chore. If the chore presented me problems, I'd get really frustrated and then pack in a bigger dip and usually go and sit down on the couch until I regained my motivation and tackle the problem later.
Now, my motivation is steadier. I know this sounds really trivial, but I have much more endurance with regard to my concentration on a particular task. I'm finding that I'm smiling while conducting tasks, and being much more patient in my approach to the task.
I'm also noticing that I'm suddenly more curious about things. For example, I all of a sudden have this motivation to learn all about the electrical wiring in my house. I've been watching youtube videos, learning how it's all put together, going to Home Depot to buy multi-meters and crimpers, and conducting some trial and error experiments with electrical components in my house (Haven't killed myself just yet).
I honestly feel as if the Copenhagen I've been using for 15 years has "numbed" certain parts of my brain and now they are slowly beginning to wake up.
Pretty trippy.
Quit on, mo-fo's.
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Day 10 here, sports fans...
So, I'm noticing that I'm much more motivated to get up and do things around the house, get chores done, fix things, clean up etc.
I'm also having more fun doing it. This is an interesting development in my quit. Whenever I used to think about doing chores around the house, I would get annoyed, throw in a dip in order to numb my annoyance, and then tackle the chore. If the chore presented me problems, I'd get really frustrated and then pack in a bigger dip and usually go and sit down on the couch until I regained my motivation and tackle the problem later.
Now, my motivation is steadier. I know this sounds really trivial, but I have much more endurance with regard to my concentration on a particular task. I'm finding that I'm smiling while conducting tasks, and being much more patient in my approach to the task.
I'm also noticing that I'm suddenly more curious about things. For example, I all of a sudden have this motivation to learn all about the electrical wiring in my house. I've been watching youtube videos, learning how it's all put together, going to Home Depot to buy multi-meters and crimpers, and conducting some trial and error experiments with electrical components in my house (Haven't killed myself just yet).
I honestly feel as if the Copenhagen I've been using for 15 years has "numbed" certain parts of my brain and now they are slowly beginning to wake up.
Pretty trippy.
Quit on, mo-fo's.
I am right there with you. I think a lot of mine is that pause to spit. I am able to gut the mint chew so I don't have that interruption.
Quit on my brother.
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Day 10 here, sports fans...
So, I'm noticing that I'm much more motivated to get up and do things around the house, get chores done, fix things, clean up etc.
I'm also having more fun doing it. This is an interesting development in my quit. Whenever I used to think about doing chores around the house, I would get annoyed, throw in a dip in order to numb my annoyance, and then tackle the chore. If the chore presented me problems, I'd get really frustrated and then pack in a bigger dip and usually go and sit down on the couch until I regained my motivation and tackle the problem later.
Now, my motivation is steadier. I know this sounds really trivial, but I have much more endurance with regard to my concentration on a particular task. I'm finding that I'm smiling while conducting tasks, and being much more patient in my approach to the task.
I'm also noticing that I'm suddenly more curious about things. For example, I all of a sudden have this motivation to learn all about the electrical wiring in my house. I've been watching youtube videos, learning how it's all put together, going to Home Depot to buy multi-meters and crimpers, and conducting some trial and error experiments with electrical components in my house (Haven't killed myself just yet).
I honestly feel as if the Copenhagen I've been using for 15 years has "numbed" certain parts of my brain and now they are slowly beginning to wake up.
Pretty trippy.
Quit on, mo-fo's.
We haven't seen you for two days in December 15 roll. I've sent you some texts and some PMs but you haven't replied - my phone call went to voice mail. I hope you are still quit but right now I just don't know.
I hope everything is OK.