I quit today. Again.

[danojeno]

So nuch for the rebound. You missed yesterday and today looks bleak as well. Hopefully you're OK, but we'd just be speculating on that.

[Lumberjack Tim]

Something inside of me shifted tonight.

My youngest daughter, four-month-old Elizabeth, was up crying until 1:00 AM last night, and my other daughter, three-year-old Alexandra, woke up this morning at 5:00 AM, leaving me with four hours of sleep with which to fuel my day. So when my wife got home from work this afternoon, I was too drained to contemplate dinner, and I offered to go to the store and pick up some frozen pizzas.

As I gathered up Alex into her car seat, I had a flash of intense craving. This quit has been very, very easy for me up to his point. After the initial suck and some rage and a lingering fog, I was free. No craving, no temptations, nothing. So when this craving struck, it hit me fast and hard.

I didnÂ’t spare a second before I was on the Jackal GroupMe putting out an SOS. BigKahuna and Lumberjack Tim were immediately there for me, typing up some truth ammunition with which to combat the addict impulses. I assured them that the madness had passed and thanked them for their accountability and brotherhood.

And then I got to the store. And I saw the Tobacco Display. I saw the colors, and the variety, and the logos, and the perceived prestige and exclusivity of it all, and my brain, for a second, wanted it.

And then I made the deliberate choice to hate it.

The emotion that washed over my chest in that instant that I chose to hate tobacco nearly floored me. The corners of my eyes stung with moisture and my fingers clenched tightly in fists. I hated tobacco for being so deceitful. I hated tobacco for presenting a death sentence as a fun diversion. For tricking us into thinking we could better define ourselves by the brand and flavor of carcinogen we chose. For using all the science of psychology and marketing to overwhelm our better judgment and fool us into choosing painful death over long life. For bleeding our wallets even as they sowed the seeds of cancer in our bodies.

I knew these things in my mind before I became a Jackal, but it is only because IÂ’ve dedicated the last 41 days to marinating myself in quit that I was able to make the visceral, emotional connection to my quit that I made tonight. Thank you, my brothers and sisters, vets and September crew alike, for quitting with me every day. YouÂ’ve given me new eyes and a new heart.

WeÂ’ll beat tobacco together. But you gotta drink the Kool-Aid. This site works if you humble yourself and you let it.

Never Again For Any Reason.

Hey Robb! What are you gonna do next time you start to want nicotine again since it clearly worked last time???

I didnÂ’t spare a second before I was on the Jackal GroupMe putting out an SOS. BigKahuna and Lumberjack Tim were immediately there for me, typing up some truth ammunition with which to combat the addict impulses. I assured them that the madness had passed and thanked them for their accountability and brotherhood.

Well then... Guess you decided to change tactics this time.... Since.... You know.... You caved and all....

[pab1964]

BronyBoy!

Robb, it's been a great journey of quit. Glad to say you are my brother.
Thanks for always being there for my raging freak outs in the early times.
This chick appreciates it.

Happy HOF day and beyond brother Jackal.

Stay Cool Robb

Congratulations my little pony friend! It was tough but you kicked her ass! Keep on kicking. Damn proud to be quit with you today my friend!

[ChickDip]

BronyBoy!

Robb, it's been a great journey of quit. Glad to say you are my brother.
Thanks for always being there for my raging freak outs in the early times.
This chick appreciates it.

Happy HOF day and beyond brother Jackal.

Stay Cool Robb

[Robb Wolf]

Robb, thanks for sharing. You had me on the edge of my seat rooting for you to beat the craving and then you went and crushed it! Awesome dude. Do it again tomorrow. I quit with you. ODNT 1

ODNT 1? One? ONE? Well howdy, quitter! Let me go read your intro and throw you some support tomorrow! I'm so happy for you! Welcome to the other side!

[Old Dog New Tricks]

Robb, thanks for sharing. You had me on the edge of my seat rooting for you to beat the craving and then you went and crushed it! Awesome dude. Do it again tomorrow. I quit with you. ODNT 1

[Rawls]

Something inside of me shifted tonight.

My youngest daughter, four-month-old Elizabeth, was up crying until 1:00 AM last night, and my other daughter, three-year-old Alexandra, woke up this morning at 5:00 AM, leaving me with four hours of sleep with which to fuel my day. So when my wife got home from work this afternoon, I was too drained to contemplate dinner, and I offered to go to the store and pick up some frozen pizzas.

As I gathered up Alex into her car seat, I had a flash of intense craving. This quit has been very, very easy for me up to his point. After the initial suck and some rage and a lingering fog, I was free. No craving, no temptations, nothing. So when this craving struck, it hit me fast and hard.

I didnÂ’t spare a second before I was on the Jackal GroupMe putting out an SOS. BigKahuna and Lumberjack Tim were immediately there for me, typing up some truth ammunition with which to combat the addict impulses. I assured them that the madness had passed and thanked them for their accountability and brotherhood.

And then I got to the store. And I saw the Tobacco Display. I saw the colors, and the variety, and the logos, and the perceived prestige and exclusivity of it all, and my brain, for a second, wanted it.

And then I made the deliberate choice to hate it.

The emotion that washed over my chest in that instant that I chose to hate tobacco nearly floored me. The corners of my eyes stung with moisture and my fingers clenched tightly in fists. I hated tobacco for being so deceitful. I hated tobacco for presenting a death sentence as a fun diversion. For tricking us into thinking we could better define ourselves by the brand and flavor of carcinogen we chose. For using all the science of psychology and marketing to overwhelm our better judgment and fool us into choosing painful death over long life. For bleeding our wallets even as they sowed the seeds of cancer in our bodies.

I knew these things in my mind before I became a Jackal, but it is only because IÂ’ve dedicated the last 41 days to marinating myself in quit that I was able to make the visceral, emotional connection to my quit that I made tonight. Thank you, my brothers and sisters, vets and September crew alike, for quitting with me every day. YouÂ’ve given me new eyes and a new heart.

WeÂ’ll beat tobacco together. But you gotta drink the Kool-Aid. This site works if you humble yourself and you let it.

Never Again For Any Reason.

Thanks for the post.
You strengthened my quit today.
I quit with you, and your girls.
Rawls 192

[BigKahuna]

Something inside of me shifted tonight.

My youngest daughter, four-month-old Elizabeth, was up crying until 1:00 AM last night, and my other daughter, three-year-old Alexandra, woke up this morning at 5:00 AM, leaving me with four hours of sleep with which to fuel my day. So when my wife got home from work this afternoon, I was too drained to contemplate dinner, and I offered to go to the store and pick up some frozen pizzas.

As I gathered up Alex into her car seat, I had a flash of intense craving. This quit has been very, very easy for me up to his point. After the initial suck and some rage and a lingering fog, I was free. No craving, no temptations, nothing. So when this craving struck, it hit me fast and hard.

I didnÂ’t spare a second before I was on the Jackal GroupMe putting out an SOS. BigKahuna and Lumberjack Tim were immediately there for me, typing up some truth ammunition with which to combat the addict impulses. I assured them that the madness had passed and thanked them for their accountability and brotherhood.

And then I got to the store. And I saw the Tobacco Display. I saw the colors, and the variety, and the logos, and the perceived prestige and exclusivity of it all, and my brain, for a second, wanted it.

And then I made the deliberate choice to hate it.

The emotion that washed over my chest in that instant that I chose to hate tobacco nearly floored me. The corners of my eyes stung with moisture and my fingers clenched tightly in fists. I hated tobacco for being so deceitful. I hated tobacco for presenting a death sentence as a fun diversion. For tricking us into thinking we could better define ourselves by the brand and flavor of carcinogen we chose. For using all the science of psychology and marketing to overwhelm our better judgment and fool us into choosing painful death over long life. For bleeding our wallets even as they sowed the seeds of cancer in our bodies.

I knew these things in my mind before I became a Jackal, but it is only because IÂ’ve dedicated the last 41 days to marinating myself in quit that I was able to make the visceral, emotional connection to my quit that I made tonight. Thank you, my brothers and sisters, vets and September crew alike, for quitting with me every day. YouÂ’ve given me new eyes and a new heart.

WeÂ’ll beat tobacco together. But you gotta drink the Kool-Aid. This site works if you humble yourself and you let it.

Never Again For Any Reason.

SHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nobody is supposed to know that BigKahuna helps people!

Hating that display allows me to go to the gas station everyday. I swear the cashier thinks I'm going to rob the place the way I GLARE at the tobacco. Fuck that shit.
Good for you Robb!

[Lumberjack Tim]

Something inside of me shifted tonight.

My youngest daughter, four-month-old Elizabeth, was up crying until 1:00 AM last night, and my other daughter, three-year-old Alexandra, woke up this morning at 5:00 AM, leaving me with four hours of sleep with which to fuel my day. So when my wife got home from work this afternoon, I was too drained to contemplate dinner, and I offered to go to the store and pick up some frozen pizzas.

As I gathered up Alex into her car seat, I had a flash of intense craving. This quit has been very, very easy for me up to his point. After the initial suck and some rage and a lingering fog, I was free. No craving, no temptations, nothing. So when this craving struck, it hit me fast and hard.

I didnÂ’t spare a second before I was on the Jackal GroupMe putting out an SOS. BigKahuna and Lumberjack Tim were immediately there for me, typing up some truth ammunition with which to combat the addict impulses. I assured them that the madness had passed and thanked them for their accountability and brotherhood.

And then I got to the store. And I saw the Tobacco Display. I saw the colors, and the variety, and the logos, and the perceived prestige and exclusivity of it all, and my brain, for a second, wanted it.

And then I made the deliberate choice to hate it.

The emotion that washed over my chest in that instant that I chose to hate tobacco nearly floored me. The corners of my eyes stung with moisture and my fingers clenched tightly in fists. I hated tobacco for being so deceitful. I hated tobacco for presenting a death sentence as a fun diversion. For tricking us into thinking we could better define ourselves by the brand and flavor of carcinogen we chose. For using all the science of psychology and marketing to overwhelm our better judgment and fool us into choosing painful death over long life. For bleeding our wallets even as they sowed the seeds of cancer in our bodies.

I knew these things in my mind before I became a Jackal, but it is only because IÂ’ve dedicated the last 41 days to marinating myself in quit that I was able to make the visceral, emotional connection to my quit that I made tonight. Thank you, my brothers and sisters, vets and September crew alike, for quitting with me every day. YouÂ’ve given me new eyes and a new heart.

WeÂ’ll beat tobacco together. But you gotta drink the Kool-Aid. This site works if you humble yourself and you let it.

Never Again For Any Reason.

SHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nobody is supposed to know that BigKahuna helps people!

[Robb Wolf]

Something inside of me shifted tonight.

My youngest daughter, four-month-old Elizabeth, was up crying until 1:00 AM last night, and my other daughter, three-year-old Alexandra, woke up this morning at 5:00 AM, leaving me with four hours of sleep with which to fuel my day. So when my wife got home from work this afternoon, I was too drained to contemplate dinner, and I offered to go to the store and pick up some frozen pizzas.

As I gathered up Alex into her car seat, I had a flash of intense craving. This quit has been very, very easy for me up to his point. After the initial suck and some rage and a lingering fog, I was free. No craving, no temptations, nothing. So when this craving struck, it hit me fast and hard.

I didnÂ’t spare a second before I was on the Jackal GroupMe putting out an SOS. BigKahuna and Lumberjack Tim were immediately there for me, typing up some truth ammunition with which to combat the addict impulses. I assured them that the madness had passed and thanked them for their accountability and brotherhood.

And then I got to the store. And I saw the Tobacco Display. I saw the colors, and the variety, and the logos, and the perceived prestige and exclusivity of it all, and my brain, for a second, wanted it.

And then I made the deliberate choice to hate it.

The emotion that washed over my chest in that instant that I chose to hate tobacco nearly floored me. The corners of my eyes stung with moisture and my fingers clenched tightly in fists. I hated tobacco for being so deceitful. I hated tobacco for presenting a death sentence as a fun diversion. For tricking us into thinking we could better define ourselves by the brand and flavor of carcinogen we chose. For using all the science of psychology and marketing to overwhelm our better judgment and fool us into choosing painful death over long life. For bleeding our wallets even as they sowed the seeds of cancer in our bodies.

I knew these things in my mind before I became a Jackal, but it is only because IÂ’ve dedicated the last 41 days to marinating myself in quit that I was able to make the visceral, emotional connection to my quit that I made tonight. Thank you, my brothers and sisters, vets and September crew alike, for quitting with me every day. YouÂ’ve given me new eyes and a new heart.

WeÂ’ll beat tobacco together. But you gotta drink the Kool-Aid. This site works if you humble yourself and you let it.

Never Again For Any Reason.

[Thumblewort]

Day 10 and it's going great. I remember this from when I stopped using nic last year. Once I got over The Suck, it was smooth sailing. I'm not sitting around obsessing over dip, romanticizing dip and feeling sad that I don't have a dip. If life just stays exactly as it is right now, I'm quit like fuck...

BUT

I caved when circumstances changed last time. So I need to keep cruising along with this site and keep building that network of accountability for when the circumstances change.

June: packing up the house and driving a u-haul from WA to AZ

July: the stress of unpacking into a new house, wife busy with work, me alone in the house
A trip to Flagstaff to see our high school/college friends, some of whom chew.
Family reunion in San Diego. The cousins tend to use tobacco when we get together.

So, my brothers and sisters in quit, lean on me now, because come summer, I'm gonna need to lean on you.

Robb, I am only worried about not using nicotine for another 10 hours and 15 minutes. I haven't thought about how I am going to quit tomorrow, June or July yet, I'll worry about that then. This mindset works, and I hate to see you create anxiety over the future when today is the day you should focus on.

ODAAT for sure. I'm not getting anxious or worked up over future obstacles, I was just trying to shake off the "sweet, guess I'm quit now, that wasn't so bad" feeling. But yeah, I'll deal with all that as it comes, posting roll and making my pledge to stay nicotine free one day at a time.

How many quitter's digits do you have in your phone?

8

11

Good, I can see you have quit written all over you. I didn't have any until about day 30, and it really made quitting easier.

[Robb Wolf]

Day 10 and it's going great. I remember this from when I stopped using nic last year. Once I got over The Suck, it was smooth sailing. I'm not sitting around obsessing over dip, romanticizing dip and feeling sad that I don't have a dip. If life just stays exactly as it is right now, I'm quit like fuck...

BUT

I caved when circumstances changed last time. So I need to keep cruising along with this site and keep building that network of accountability for when the circumstances change.

June: packing up the house and driving a u-haul from WA to AZ

July: the stress of unpacking into a new house, wife busy with work, me alone in the house
A trip to Flagstaff to see our high school/college friends, some of whom chew.
Family reunion in San Diego. The cousins tend to use tobacco when we get together.

So, my brothers and sisters in quit, lean on me now, because come summer, I'm gonna need to lean on you.

Robb, I am only worried about not using nicotine for another 10 hours and 15 minutes. I haven't thought about how I am going to quit tomorrow, June or July yet, I'll worry about that then. This mindset works, and I hate to see you create anxiety over the future when today is the day you should focus on.

ODAAT for sure. I'm not getting anxious or worked up over future obstacles, I was just trying to shake off the "sweet, guess I'm quit now, that wasn't so bad" feeling. But yeah, I'll deal with all that as it comes, posting roll and making my pledge to stay nicotine free one day at a time.

How many quitter's digits do you have in your phone?

8

11

[Robb Wolf]

Day 10 and it's going great. I remember this from when I stopped using nic last year. Once I got over The Suck, it was smooth sailing. I'm not sitting around obsessing over dip, romanticizing dip and feeling sad that I don't have a dip. If life just stays exactly as it is right now, I'm quit like fuck...

BUT

I caved when circumstances changed last time. So I need to keep cruising along with this site and keep building that network of accountability for when the circumstances change.

June: packing up the house and driving a u-haul from WA to AZ

July: the stress of unpacking into a new house, wife busy with work, me alone in the house
A trip to Flagstaff to see our high school/college friends, some of whom chew.
Family reunion in San Diego. The cousins tend to use tobacco when we get together.

So, my brothers and sisters in quit, lean on me now, because come summer, I'm gonna need to lean on you.

Robb, I am only worried about not using nicotine for another 10 hours and 15 minutes. I haven't thought about how I am going to quit tomorrow, June or July yet, I'll worry about that then. This mindset works, and I hate to see you create anxiety over the future when today is the day you should focus on.

ODAAT for sure. I'm not getting anxious or worked up over future obstacles, I was just trying to shake off the "sweet, guess I'm quit now, that wasn't so bad" feeling. But yeah, I'll deal with all that as it comes, posting roll and making my pledge to stay nicotine free one day at a time.

How many quitter's digits do you have in your phone?

8

[Thumblewort]

Day 10 and it's going great. I remember this from when I stopped using nic last year. Once I got over The Suck, it was smooth sailing. I'm not sitting around obsessing over dip, romanticizing dip and feeling sad that I don't have a dip. If life just stays exactly as it is right now, I'm quit like fuck...

BUT

I caved when circumstances changed last time. So I need to keep cruising along with this site and keep building that network of accountability for when the circumstances change.

June: packing up the house and driving a u-haul from WA to AZ

July: the stress of unpacking into a new house, wife busy with work, me alone in the house
A trip to Flagstaff to see our high school/college friends, some of whom chew.
Family reunion in San Diego. The cousins tend to use tobacco when we get together.

So, my brothers and sisters in quit, lean on me now, because come summer, I'm gonna need to lean on you.

Robb, I am only worried about not using nicotine for another 10 hours and 15 minutes. I haven't thought about how I am going to quit tomorrow, June or July yet, I'll worry about that then. This mindset works, and I hate to see you create anxiety over the future when today is the day you should focus on.

ODAAT for sure. I'm not getting anxious or worked up over future obstacles, I was just trying to shake off the "sweet, guess I'm quit now, that wasn't so bad" feeling. But yeah, I'll deal with all that as it comes, posting roll and making my pledge to stay nicotine free one day at a time.

How many quitter's digits do you have in your phone?

[Robb Wolf]

Day 10 and it's going great. I remember this from when I stopped using nic last year. Once I got over The Suck, it was smooth sailing. I'm not sitting around obsessing over dip, romanticizing dip and feeling sad that I don't have a dip. If life just stays exactly as it is right now, I'm quit like fuck...

BUT

I caved when circumstances changed last time. So I need to keep cruising along with this site and keep building that network of accountability for when the circumstances change.

June: packing up the house and driving a u-haul from WA to AZ

July: the stress of unpacking into a new house, wife busy with work, me alone in the house
A trip to Flagstaff to see our high school/college friends, some of whom chew.
Family reunion in San Diego. The cousins tend to use tobacco when we get together.

So, my brothers and sisters in quit, lean on me now, because come summer, I'm gonna need to lean on you.

Robb, I am only worried about not using nicotine for another 10 hours and 15 minutes. I haven't thought about how I am going to quit tomorrow, June or July yet, I'll worry about that then. This mindset works, and I hate to see you create anxiety over the future when today is the day you should focus on.

ODAAT for sure. I'm not getting anxious or worked up over future obstacles, I was just trying to shake off the "sweet, guess I'm quit now, that wasn't so bad" feeling. But yeah, I'll deal with all that as it comes, posting roll and making my pledge to stay nicotine free one day at a time.