Greetings. I am currently on Day 6 Dip/Nic free. I despised myself as I took my last dip about 9 PM on Jan 12 2011. Why despise? New Years came and went. I'm going to quit at the end of duck season. I have hated myself for continuing to dip after my incredible daughter was born 19 mo.s ago. I have lived in constant fear of the Big C. Perhaps the worst of all is that I have hidden it from my wife for the past three years. The Shame and Guilt have been overwhelming. I felt like a spineless coward. And I was tired of being a slave to fucking Skoal for 17 years.
What happened on this paticular night last week? I had a horribly vivid nightmare in which my wonderful and beautiful wife and daughter were locked in our bedroom surrounded by copper heads and water moccasins. It wasn't like I couldnt get the door open; I was watching this take place from above because I was already dead. I havent had a nightmare like this since I was a small boy, you know the kind; sweating, panting, heart racing. I did not sleep a wink the rest of the night. I got up early, got ready for work, and got my daughter up and held her as soon as she made even the slighest hint of a sound. After a nice breakfast with my family, I got them off and got to work on my new life. Truck stash(toolbox and secret stash) along with spit bottle(why did they ever make the fucking small coke bottles?) gone. Secret Indoor Never Used Ski Jacket Stash and Bottle? Gone. Laptop Case Secret Stash? Gone. I am not ashamed to tell you that I was so overwhelmed with relief that I wept freely on the way to work, when I normally would have been pinching the death dirt.
That was Day 1. Believe it or not, 1, 2, and 3 weren't bad at all. Day 4 was hard first thing, but manageable. Day 5 made me want to cry like Brett Farve at one of his retirements. Day 6 has me hearing voices in my head and practically hallucinating. I am not shitting you I feel like I was hooked on heroin, meth, and oxycontin all at once. How bad did this shit rule my life?
I am not a newbie to this site. A good friend of mine introduced me to it about a year or so ago during one of his quit/cave cycles(more on that later). I didn't post until Day 6 because I thought I could do it alone. I also didnt post because I realize now that in the back of my mind, I was leaving the door open for failure(or for Skoal success).
My point is, I am on Day 6 of my quit, MY THIS IS IT NO MORE BULLSHIT FUCKING COWBOY UP AND QUIT and I am struggling, as I'm sure all of you are. Can I be a part of the April HOF quit group? 'help'