So Day 2 has been miserable. I am in the fog, but mainly dealing with uncontrollable anxiety. Fear that I am too late, fear that I won't make the 100 days 'cause I don't even have a 100 days left --- Crazy thoughts!! Then cold sweats, hot sweats, shakes. I feel more like someone they show on tv trying to come off of heroin than someone quitting the chew. My brain telling me this isn't normal, that I am doomed. There is one thing for sure. If this is what happens during nicotine withdrawal, I will never, ever, ever pick this stuff up again. You guys have nothing to worry about me falling off the wagon.