Tomorrow morning marks day 9 of my quit. 9 years of chewing tobacco with a can a day habit near the end. Three years ago I quit for a year. I was able to screw that up and continue on with a bad habit. I continually said I would quit for my wife. Every time I attempted to quit, work, life, exc. would give me a pitiful excuse to put a dip in after a couple hours of being dip free. The initial feeling for me of quitting always seemed horrible. The tingling sharp sensation from withdrawals and quickness to frustration always gave me an easy way out to buy a can. My first born child was born a year ago. With the celebrations of both our birthdays last month, I took my last dip on Oct, 26th. This was for me, and my will to be there for my wife and daughter. First couple days were as agonizing as a previously described. As I sit her tonight typing, I have had a great night without the thought of dip and can focus on my family and projects instead of when I need to put another dip in. I still obviously struggle with the thought of doing normal tasks without a dip in, like driving, fishing, mowing and so on. Thankfully Smoky Mountain and coffee give a little comfort. I'm grateful to find a website full of other people who are striving for the same goal. I know from previous experience that I can never have "one chew" and be good. This is the real deal. For me, my family and my life.
Keep up the good fight.
