My reasons for quitting are the same as everyone else. I'm an addict, and I hate dipping every time I throw the trash in my mouth. I've been addicted since I was 18, and I'm almost 27 now. It's time to grow up. I've run half marathons, powerlifted, and stayed in good shape, but the thought of not putting literal dirt in my mouth is horrifying. I need help, and I need accountability. I "quit" for several months two years ago, but didn't avoid triggers like alcohol, and I found myself right back off the wagon. I'm not touching triggers (espresso, alcohol), I've asked friends to keep me accountable (which was new for me since it makes me vulnerable in front of people), and I'm joining this forum.
August 1, 2018, is the day, and I need your help. If you're religious, offer a prayer for me, and I'll be doing the same for you.
Update logs:
Day 1-4 was utter hell. Piercing migraine, less than six hours of sleep in 72 hours, and nothing but pure willpower and reading KTC posts to stay sane.
Day 5-7 was a night and day difference. The biggest symptom was being totally "bound up" and having painful bloating in the ol' gut. Lots of water, working out, and just a bit of beer to take the edge off (which I wouldn't necessarily recommend if it's a trigger).
I'm on Day 8. I feel great, and my bloated stomach is almost back to normal. I slept for nine hours last night, which was amazing. It's 1:30pm and I haven't even chewed gum yet. Now my mind is playing tricks on me. My mind is telling me that smoking a cigar or pipe eventually will be just fine. However, I KNOW that one cigar/pipe will lead to another one. And, even if I stay away from dip or cigs, winter will eventually role around and I'll make an excuse about not going outside--and I'll buy a can or a pack of cigs. If I buy the cigs, I'll eventually get sick of them and go back to dip to help me "quit." And...back to Day 1. Point being, I don't think I'll ever safely be able to smoke a cigar or pipe ever again, and that is kind of sad. But, "ever again" is in the future. I'm quit today.
Days 9-12: Nothing too crazy, only some mild mental cravings. I had a few nights of waking up and not being able to get back to sleep, but that might just be the caffeine at this point (I need to reduce the coffee intake!). A little fog here and there, but the worst is behind me. Gotta stay vigilant...
Days 13-17: Easy peasy. Post roll and move along.
Days 18-19: Craves are back, and my head is super foggy. I think it's the reality of being back in school, where many of the guys smoke cigars on a regular basis. I'm staying strong here!
