Today is my Day 1. My promise, and my story. I will not dip today.
Just got out of an intense couples counseling session. I really need to fuckin quit. I'm a closet dipper. 37 years old, first dip was when I was 16 or 17. Off and on since then. Jesus. As a write that... 20 fucking years. Not continuous, but still. Smoked cigarettes too, first one of those when I was 12. The only time I haven't been a closet dipper was in the military. I was a serious drug addict from 16-18 years old. Was able to quit the hard stuff with the help of AA. So I'm really pumped to find this forum and community.
My wife found another dip can almost a month ago. It's been a rough month. I was able to stop for a few days when she found it, then back at it again harder. Every can is my last can. And they just keep piling up. I'm quitting for me. Because quitting will set me on a very long road of regaining her trust, which will improve all aspects of my daily life. I won't have to worry that I've left behind some remnants of evidence that I've been dipping. Constantly living in fear of getting caught, AND constantly wondering how long I can keep this up before I get cancer.
I've dipped when my gums were bleeding, because I wanted to get that last can in and done and then I would never dip again. Until I did... every time.
I'm done. I'll post every day. I will be honest with my wife. No more dipping, no more sneaking around, no more hiding shit around the house. No more worrying about getting caught. 37 years old. Combat Vet (USMC Iraq 2003), CrossFit coach since 2009, and I'm sneaking around worrying about getting caught. Fucking pathetic. I'm done with it.
I hope I don't already have cancer. I've got a sore on one of my tonsils. I had some weird blood blister thing in between my top and bottom jaw that popped when I tongued it enough. It all is reason to quit. But I didn't. I don't want to die of mouth cancer because I was too weak to just fucking be done with it.
I've read what to expect. Great write up. I love that there is no fluff in here. I guess that's why I'm gushing all this truth right now. I guess if we are going to ride this out together I might as well not be shy. My HOF date will be July 20th.
Thanks in advance for taking a moment to read this.