Starting my 33rd year

[Derk40]

Made it to 100 for the second time. I'm not letting myself forget that this is my second time through this. Have to say, I hit a bit of a funk in the mid to 3/4 way. I think I was about to have a planned cave. Screw that, I'm in this for good, one day at a time.

Here's a little article that is a nice reminder of what we are all going through!

http://www.cracked.com/blog/5-things-i- ... ars-sober/

take your quit to another level bro -

foster a newb

Dont tell me you "think you were going to have a planned cave" back at the 3/4 mark.

Man the hell up today. You have hit HOF. So are you all in today? You have to answer that question my friend.

I can tell you this... I am all in today. I posted roll and I will keep my word today.

O-H!

[cbird65]

Made it to 100 for the second time. I'm not letting myself forget that this is my second time through this. Have to say, I hit a bit of a funk in the mid to 3/4 way. I think I was about to have a planned cave. Screw that, I'm in this for good, one day at a time.

Here's a little article that is a nice reminder of what we are all going through!

http://www.cracked.com/blog/5-things-i- ... ars-sober/

take your quit to another level bro -

foster a newb

[MPR81]

Made it to 100 for the second time. I'm not letting myself forget that this is my second time through this. Have to say, I hit a bit of a funk in the mid to 3/4 way. I think I was about to have a planned cave. Screw that, I'm in this for good, one day at a time.

Here's a little article that is a nice reminder of what we are all going through!

http://www.cracked.com/blog/5-things-i- ... ars-sober/

[SirDerek]

Congrats on HOF MPR! You've got my number and you know I'm here for you all the way through 200, one day at a time.

A great accomplishment on the 100 and the first lap,

I hope you truly celebrated this

and then move forward to the next one

[bronc]

Congrats on HOF MPR! You've got my number and you know I'm here for you all the way through 200, one day at a time.

[Doc Chewfree]

Congrats on reaching the HOF. Now lets do another hundred ODAAT.

[Doc Chewfree]

Welcome back MPR. Let's put all that shit behind us and get our quit on! You've got my number if you need me.

[ERDVM]

Why haven't you posted roll. Did you trip, fall and land on the nic bitches dick. You told me in an earlier message you could be lazy as fuck. Don't be lazy, don't kill yourself. Come back to Ktc or Die your choice.

EC Dad

Mpr, we're here to help you but you gotta help yourself first.

Vadge shakes head and walks out of this lonely room.......

[Doc Chewfree]

Why haven't you posted roll. Did you trip, fall and land on the nic bitches dick. You told me in an earlier message you could be lazy as fuck. Don't be lazy, don't kill yourself. Come back to Ktc or Die your choice.

EC Dad

Mpr, we're here to help you but you gotta help yourself first.

[E&C's Dad]

Why haven't you posted roll. Did you trip, fall and land on the nic bitches dick. You told me in an earlier message you could be lazy as fuck. Don't be lazy, don't kill yourself. Come back to Ktc or Die your choice.

EC Dad

[Pinched]

Getting ready to go to Springfield, MO with some friends to watch a drumline competition. It will be 3.5 hours of driving, and I'm nervous about it. Some thoughts I was having:

Going on a road trip this weekend with my daughters.  If any of you are like me, driving long distances is one of the biggest triggers out there.  Hours on the road with nothing to do.  I'm dreading it.  I'm getting prepared with plenty of gum, mints, sunflower seeds, and phone numbers of my fellow quitters.  Those of you who have sent me your number, you might be getting a call Friday evening or Sunday, just a heads up  :wub:

The other big tool in my quit kit is looking at my daughters in the back seat.  I'm doing this for me, but I'm also doing this for them.  One thing that steels my reserve during this quit more than anything else is thinking of those stories we have all (hopefully) read on here about good people who have been permanently disfigured or lost their lives while their loved ones sat by and watched helplessly.  This dirty shit that we all used to shovel into our mouths frequently wants to KILL us, and in the most painful, gruesome way possible.  Look at your families.  Imagine them sitting by your hospital bed, unable to even look at you because you are missing half your face, or part of your tongue.  That's enough for me.  QLFEDD with all the June Bugs.

I remember a great road trip to Springfield MO, when I was in my mid 20s; a buddy and I just had to go to Bass Pro Shops and to nearest one was Springfield, MO. We left St. Louis early on a Saturday morning with the truck loaded with fishing gear and all the tobacco two addicts would need. About half way there my dipshit buddy decides that he is gonna chew looseleaf. Dumbshit, get some Redman plug, proceeds to pack a cheek full...then like clockwork 45 minutes down the road he is greener than the bag, as I pull over to the shoulder he decides to call dinosaurs with his head hanging out the window of the truck while we are moving at least 85 MPH.

Once he finishes I let him know that he needs to wash my truck at the next stop.

The funny part of all that is if that happened today I would leave his ass along the shoulder of the road for puking on my new truck.

Stay quit stop by Wal-Mart or a Casey's General store and pick up some Smokey mountain for the trip as well as some cinnamon candies and enjoy the beautiful Missouri spring roadside beauty.

[bronc]

I'm right there with you today MPR! Ping me if you need another number....I'll ride along on that drive via the phone. Look in the mirror and tell the guy looking back that he did it right today.

[traumagnet]

Getting ready to go to Springfield, MO with some friends to watch a drumline competition. It will be 3.5 hours of driving, and I'm nervous about it. Some thoughts I was having:

Going on a road trip this weekend with my daughters.  If any of you are like me, driving long distances is one of the biggest triggers out there.  Hours on the road with nothing to do.  I'm dreading it.  I'm getting prepared with plenty of gum, mints, sunflower seeds, and phone numbers of my fellow quitters.  Those of you who have sent me your number, you might be getting a call Friday evening or Sunday, just a heads up  :wub:

The other big tool in my quit kit is looking at my daughters in the back seat.  I'm doing this for me, but I'm also doing this for them.  One thing that steels my reserve during this quit more than anything else is thinking of those stories we have all (hopefully) read on here about good people who have been permanently disfigured or lost their lives while their loved ones sat by and watched helplessly.  This dirty shit that we all used to shovel into our mouths frequently wants to KILL us, and in the most painful, gruesome way possible.  Look at your families.  Imagine them sitting by your hospital bed, unable to even look at you because you are missing half your face, or part of your tongue.  That's enough for me.  QLFEDD with all the June Bugs.

you got the tools from the sounds of it now just be ready to pull the trigger if you need to. you have about 14000+ peeps in the car with you if you want them to be there. you have been putting in the work and practice now this is your live fire run. I know its easier said then done but try to relax and enjoy the moment.

PM me if you need another number.

[MPR81]

Getting ready to go to Springfield, MO with some friends to watch a drumline competition. It will be 3.5 hours of driving, and I'm nervous about it. Some thoughts I was having:

Going on a road trip this weekend with my daughters.  If any of you are like me, driving long distances is one of the biggest triggers out there.  Hours on the road with nothing to do.  I'm dreading it.  I'm getting prepared with plenty of gum, mints, sunflower seeds, and phone numbers of my fellow quitters.  Those of you who have sent me your number, you might be getting a call Friday evening or Sunday, just a heads up  :wub:

The other big tool in my quit kit is looking at my daughters in the back seat.  I'm doing this for me, but I'm also doing this for them.  One thing that steels my reserve during this quit more than anything else is thinking of those stories we have all (hopefully) read on here about good people who have been permanently disfigured or lost their lives while their loved ones sat by and watched helplessly.  This dirty shit that we all used to shovel into our mouths frequently wants to KILL us, and in the most painful, gruesome way possible.  Look at your families.  Imagine them sitting by your hospital bed, unable to even look at you because you are missing half your face, or part of your tongue.  That's enough for me.  QLFEDD with all the June Bugs.

[MPR81]

Just a deep thought I was having while running errands with the family today. I posted it on June 2014 and copied and pasted here.

I'm on Day 6 today and the fog has started to lift.  On the surface, this is a great thing.  What I know from previous experience is, this is when the real battle begins.  As each day gets easier and easier, each crave seems more sudden and more of a sucker punch.  They seem to get stronger, but I think it's just because I'm feeling better the rest of the time compared to how these last few days have been.  Here is an actual thought progression my addict brain had earlier today:

Man, I'm feeling great so far today!  Beautiful day, out with the kids, hardly want a dip at all!  Oh, dip…something I would normally be having right now.  Oh well.  Hey, this quit has been going really well.  I'm so glad I decided to go back to KTC.  It really makes it easier to quit when I'm making that promise and I have all those guys backing me up.  You know, I could probably get away with having a dip at times when I'm feeling so good and one dip would increase that good feeling.  Then I could just go back to being quit, because KTC makes it so easy!

FUCK ME IN MY STUPID FUCKING ADDICT BRAIN!!!  Honest to God, I came so closeto punching myself in the face when that thought ran across my head.  I wonder what my four year old would have thought as we were sitting in the car waiting for my wife, and daddy suddenly starts wailing on his face! 

Guys, don't ever EVER let your guard down.  This shit seems almost impossible at first, but then it gets easy.  That's when that fucking Nic Bitch jumps out of the shadows and tries to rape your ass.  Get your support group, get numbers, get as many people on board with you as possible.  QLFEDD