I've been dipping for about 13 years now, and for the past 8 or so its been 1+ can a day, Copenhagen Longcut. I started in the 8th grade, and am 26 years old now.
I've "tried" to quit before, several times actually, but have never had much success - 5 days is my previous record. Truth be told though, I never really wanted to. I mean, I didn't see the consequences in front of me, so my quitting was never a priority like it should have been.
Fast forward to today... I'm getting married in a month. The most embarrassing part of this is that my fiancee wasn't aware that I am still dipping. We've been together for a long time now and she knows that I've dipped since a young age, but we have never lived together or stayed together more than a day or two. Last year, I decided that I was going to quit dipping, and made it those 5 days before craving. On day 3 of that pitiful attempt, I told her that I quit, and have been living the lie ever since I picked it back up. Shameful, I know. I'm better than this, and she deserves better than to be lied to about something so stupid. Luckily, I was busted red-handed recently and came clean. Sympathy she does not have though, and I don't blame her. I told her that I'm done with it, and I actually mean it this time.
For the past couple of months, when I was still hiding my cans and my addiction, I had kept telling myself that I was going to quit ... that I had plenty of time ..... that I'd slowly cut back, no big deal .... that I could quit whenever I wanted to .... but I know its all bullshit. Truth be told, I like dipping. That first dip on the ride in to work in the morning, or the infamous after-dinner dip... My addiction has led me to believe that its part of my identity because its been such a necessity in my life for so long.
That all ends today. I had my last dip last night before going to bed. Woke up this morning feeling strong and decided that I'd fight the urge and not dip all day long; that I'd wait until I got home this evening and left my can at the house, figuring it was a good start. But I know what I'm doing - I'm just putting off the inevitable. Since I didn't have my normal dip first thing this morning, I'm already feeling a bit on edge. Looking for some solution and with a pre-occupied mind, Google brought me here. And now, I fully intend to stay here.
I think this site is what I've been needing all along, and only wish I would have found it sooner. I know I'm going to need some encouragement to make it happen. Especially when I get home and have to flush my full can down the drain. But, I'm going to make it happen this time. To hell with cutting back, I'm finished dipping for good.
Cheers,
Moose