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Offline Thumblewort

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Re: Ass-backwards, as usual
« Reply #3 on: February 01, 2018, 08:37:00 AM »
Nice quit so far, but don't continue alone. Both my wife and dad got cancer while I was quit, and quit sites have kept me on track - solo I would have caved. Today is my son's 14 B-Day, and my 1400th day in a row making good decisions, and I wouldn't be here without the fine men and women here and their support. Join us!
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Re: Ass-backwards, as usual
« Reply #2 on: February 01, 2018, 08:24:00 AM »
Congrats on making it to 93 days on your own, and through all that tough shit to boot.

Are you planning on joining a group (you would be in Feb 2018 group) to add brotherhood and accountability to your quit?
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Ass-backwards, as usual
« on: February 01, 2018, 03:02:00 AM »
Hi, found this site well after starting my quit. Got out of that abusive relationship on 11/1/17 after 24 years. Started when I was 17, kept telling myself I'll quit at this and that point, etc. 2 cans a day of Skoal Longcut Wintergreen. Do have a fun quit story though. Started off using Chantix, because as I told the doc, does me no good to quit dipping so that I can live longer in jail after murdering a dozen people. Worked alright at first.....withdrawal was a bitch. Then I started having pains and feeling funny. Anxiety went off the chart. Fuck you chantix. Stop taking it and it was like quitting a second time. Things got better......then they got worse. Stomach pains were bad, belching like crazy, felt like I was having a heart attack. I actually had already a stress ECG (passed) because that's when I finally decided it's now or never on quitting (how dumb are we all for doing this shit then rationalizing it to ourselves?!?!). Gallstones. FML. Schedule surgery, hey there's a light at the end of the tunnel and not knowing is the worst.

Then one morning I check my e-mail. Slew of messages come in, first one from a friend I hadn't talked to in a bit. The son-of-a-bitch had snapped, rough divorce, don't know the details. It was his suicide note. I wanted to puke. Then I re-read his message. It got worse. He took his daughter with him. His daughter who was born about 3 months before my first kid. Had them over for birthday parties and stuff when we lived in the same town.

If you're wondering why I'm sharing something this personal, it's simple. As easy as it would have been to do, I didn't use this as an excuse to lapse. Maybe that helps give a little strength to keep going for someone else.

And the gallstones.....surgeon told my wife they were the biggest he'd ever seen.

Relapse from this quit? Fuck no. I have gone through too much shit to get to this point (93 days) to throw that a way. I've earned this quit. Never giving it up.

Jon