Looking Forward to April

[Scowick65]

Just because I haven't posted about day 7 yet thought I would. For some reason day 7 was 1000x easier to deal with. Only used the fake stuff once, and went to seeds while watching the Texans Bengals game. Today is also pretty good. Keeping up the quit.

Building a foundation for quit. Keep up the work. You PM me if you need anything. Ok?

[jds]

Just because I haven't posted about day 7 yet thought I would. For some reason day 7 was 1000x easier to deal with. Only used the fake stuff once, and went to seeds while watching the Texans Bengals game. Today is also pretty good. Keeping up the quit.

[nv0311]

Just needed to write this down.  Day 6 was going great.  I was doing fine all day today and was having no issues besides the normal cravings.  And then, around 10:30 the mind game started.  The nic bitch started talking a little louder and a little louder, and then the battle royale began.  I found myself pacing back and forth, yelling in the mirror at myself (or really at the nic bitch) telling her I don't need her.  But in my head I could hear the voices planning a trip to a liquor store to grab some chew.  Before I knew it I was putting my socks on and grabbing my keys.  I heard her saying, "C'mon you can do it and continue posting, no one will know" but that wouldn't have been right.  I made a promise to my brothers.  I had already made it six days without, and I couldn't think of a good reason to actually dip other than I can just quit later.

Then I decided to go to bed, try to sleep through the craving.  But I was tossing and turning, so I gave up on sleeping.  Went back to watching tv, and I finally, around 12:30 made it through the panic attack of a crave.  I was freaking out, but I made it through.  My heart rate has slowed and I am a bit more relaxed and I'm not at risk for caving tonight.

For I am one more day quit.  You will not win today nic bitch.  Not today.

Good fighting. This is not easy. Next time that lying whore tries to pull you down into the black hole you have a plan in hand. Cut that bad path off before you go too far. You got numbers bro? You text someone when shit was hitting the fan? Did you get on the site and rant? Plenty of fuckers on here to help pass the crave.

Keep it up bro. Everyday you fight off a crave you turn your nerve to iron. The next crave will not be as hard because you know you can fight through it.

I did not call someone last night. But it was my commitment to complete strangers and the knowledge that I did not need it, I wanted it, that helped me get through it.

I'm not big on talking on the telephone (that's not just a dig at the program, I just don't like talking to people on the phone my closest friends included). But I know that I have that as an option should it really get bad. I think it was more just me having to reclaim my dominance against nic.

jds your a warrior man, I'm proud to quit with you. anytime you need to talk Im there brother....I'll even shut my mouth this time and listen. I'm on the fake stuff, its making it a bit easier, and I feel a little stronger for using it. Weird huh? Have a good weekend amigo, if you only want to text then thats cool. Stay quit, you inspire me with yours.

[Keddy]

Just needed to write this down.  Day 6 was going great.  I was doing fine all day today and was having no issues besides the normal cravings.  And then, around 10:30 the mind game started.  The nic bitch started talking a little louder and a little louder, and then the battle royale began.  I found myself pacing back and forth, yelling in the mirror at myself (or really at the nic bitch) telling her I don't need her.  But in my head I could hear the voices planning a trip to a liquor store to grab some chew.  Before I knew it I was putting my socks on and grabbing my keys.  I heard her saying, "C'mon you can do it and continue posting, no one will know" but that wouldn't have been right.  I made a promise to my brothers.  I had already made it six days without, and I couldn't think of a good reason to actually dip other than I can just quit later.

Then I decided to go to bed, try to sleep through the craving.  But I was tossing and turning, so I gave up on sleeping.  Went back to watching tv, and I finally, around 12:30 made it through the panic attack of a crave.  I was freaking out, but I made it through.  My heart rate has slowed and I am a bit more relaxed and I'm not at risk for caving tonight.

For I am one more day quit.  You will not win today nic bitch.  Not today.

Good fighting. This is not easy. Next time that lying whore tries to pull you down into the black hole you have a plan in hand. Cut that bad path off before you go too far. You got numbers bro? You text someone when shit was hitting the fan? Did you get on the site and rant? Plenty of fuckers on here to help pass the crave.

Keep it up bro. Everyday you fight off a crave you turn your nerve to iron. The next crave will not be as hard because you know you can fight through it.

I did not call someone last night. But it was my commitment to complete strangers and the knowledge that I did not need it, I wanted it, that helped me get through it.

I'm not big on talking on the telephone (that's not just a dig at the program, I just don't like talking to people on the phone my closest friends included). But I know that I have that as an option should it really get bad. I think it was more just me having to reclaim my dominance against nic.

Good job, jds.

Next time though, contact me ASAP. I hate talking on the phone as well -- that way we can both hate it at the same time . . . .

The nic bitch would love to see you ignore this powerful tool. Don't give in to her ways.

[jds]

Just needed to write this down.  Day 6 was going great.  I was doing fine all day today and was having no issues besides the normal cravings.  And then, around 10:30 the mind game started.  The nic bitch started talking a little louder and a little louder, and then the battle royale began.  I found myself pacing back and forth, yelling in the mirror at myself (or really at the nic bitch) telling her I don't need her.  But in my head I could hear the voices planning a trip to a liquor store to grab some chew.  Before I knew it I was putting my socks on and grabbing my keys.  I heard her saying, "C'mon you can do it and continue posting, no one will know" but that wouldn't have been right.  I made a promise to my brothers.  I had already made it six days without, and I couldn't think of a good reason to actually dip other than I can just quit later.

Then I decided to go to bed, try to sleep through the craving.  But I was tossing and turning, so I gave up on sleeping.  Went back to watching tv, and I finally, around 12:30 made it through the panic attack of a crave.  I was freaking out, but I made it through.  My heart rate has slowed and I am a bit more relaxed and I'm not at risk for caving tonight.

For I am one more day quit.  You will not win today nic bitch.  Not today.

Good fighting. This is not easy. Next time that lying whore tries to pull you down into the black hole you have a plan in hand. Cut that bad path off before you go too far. You got numbers bro? You text someone when shit was hitting the fan? Did you get on the site and rant? Plenty of fuckers on here to help pass the crave.

Keep it up bro. Everyday you fight off a crave you turn your nerve to iron. The next crave will not be as hard because you know you can fight through it.

I did not call someone last night. But it was my commitment to complete strangers and the knowledge that I did not need it, I wanted it, that helped me get through it.

I'm not big on talking on the telephone (that's not just a dig at the program, I just don't like talking to people on the phone my closest friends included). But I know that I have that as an option should it really get bad. I think it was more just me having to reclaim my dominance against nic.

[Souliman]

Just needed to write this down. Day 6 was going great. I was doing fine all day today and was having no issues besides the normal cravings. And then, around 10:30 the mind game started. The nic bitch started talking a little louder and a little louder, and then the battle royale began. I found myself pacing back and forth, yelling in the mirror at myself (or really at the nic bitch) telling her I don't need her. But in my head I could hear the voices planning a trip to a liquor store to grab some chew. Before I knew it I was putting my socks on and grabbing my keys. I heard her saying, "C'mon you can do it and continue posting, no one will know" but that wouldn't have been right. I made a promise to my brothers. I had already made it six days without, and I couldn't think of a good reason to actually dip other than I can just quit later.

Then I decided to go to bed, try to sleep through the craving. But I was tossing and turning, so I gave up on sleeping. Went back to watching tv, and I finally, around 12:30 made it through the panic attack of a crave. I was freaking out, but I made it through. My heart rate has slowed and I am a bit more relaxed and I'm not at risk for caving tonight.

For I am one more day quit. You will not win today nic bitch. Not today.

Good fighting. This is not easy. Next time that lying whore tries to pull you down into the black hole you have a plan in hand. Cut that bad path off before you go too far. You got numbers bro? You text someone when shit was hitting the fan? Did you get on the site and rant? Plenty of fuckers on here to help pass the crave.

Keep it up bro. Everyday you fight off a crave you turn your nerve to iron. The next crave will not be as hard because you know you can fight through it.

[jds]

Just needed to write this down. Day 6 was going great. I was doing fine all day today and was having no issues besides the normal cravings. And then, around 10:30 the mind game started. The nic bitch started talking a little louder and a little louder, and then the battle royale began. I found myself pacing back and forth, yelling in the mirror at myself (or really at the nic bitch) telling her I don't need her. But in my head I could hear the voices planning a trip to a liquor store to grab some chew. Before I knew it I was putting my socks on and grabbing my keys. I heard her saying, "C'mon you can do it and continue posting, no one will know" but that wouldn't have been right. I made a promise to my brothers. I had already made it six days without, and I couldn't think of a good reason to actually dip other than I can just quit later.

Then I decided to go to bed, try to sleep through the craving. But I was tossing and turning, so I gave up on sleeping. Went back to watching tv, and I finally, around 12:30 made it through the panic attack of a crave. I was freaking out, but I made it through. My heart rate has slowed and I am a bit more relaxed and I'm not at risk for caving tonight.

For I am one more day quit. You will not win today nic bitch. Not today.

[PMac]

What he said below me...

You should be damn proud of yourself. I only wish that at 20+ years ago I would have been able to see myself for what I was. Good quit JDS, good quit.

[dippshit]

It's Day 6. And now for You might be an addict.

If you hear voices in your head telling you that you are different, you might be an addict.

If you think that just because you've only been dipping for three years, quite possibly the shortest amount of time with the nic bitch on this site, you might be an addict.

I have to keep reminding myself that I am an addict. I'm one of the younger guys on the site, only 21, 22 in a couple of months, and I only started dipping about three years ago, but I quickly got to the point where I was dipping almost a can a day and I wasn't really doing it for the buzz anymore. I wasn't even getting the buzz anymore, unless I was hammered. Maybe once every six weeks I was getting a buzz. In fact I had to start dipping before I ate anything to get a buzz.

And now that I've quit, I hear the voices telling me you aren't like them. You weren't dipping for years, you have many years before you are even close to getting cancer. You aren't like them. You can dip because you're still young. And that's how I know I am an addict.

You are wise boyond your years bruddah. Yet unfortunately, you are like us. But your quit like us too so that makes you bad ass. :D

[jds]

It's Day 6. And now for You might be an addict.

If you hear voices in your head telling you that you are different, you might be an addict.

If you think that just because you've only been dipping for three years, quite possibly the shortest amount of time with the nic bitch on this site, you might be an addict.

I have to keep reminding myself that I am an addict. I'm one of the younger guys on the site, only 21, 22 in a couple of months, and I only started dipping about three years ago, but I quickly got to the point where I was dipping almost a can a day and I wasn't really doing it for the buzz anymore. I wasn't even getting the buzz anymore, unless I was hammered. Maybe once every six weeks I was getting a buzz. In fact I had to start dipping before I ate anything to get a buzz.

And now that I've quit, I hear the voices telling me you aren't like them. You weren't dipping for years, you have many years before you are even close to getting cancer. You aren't like them. You can dip because you're still young. And that's how I know I am an addict.

[jds]

So five days quit and I'm feeling good. I've got the fake stuff and my family and friends are supportive. I've got the adrenaline going for my quit. I remember that the first three days just sucked. I constantly was not caring what was going on around me. I'm assuming that's what is called the fog because I did not pay attention to anything that is going on around me. But on the morning of Day 4 things were different, and I knew they were different the moment I woke up. I was talking to nv today and I explained it to him as if it were in the Claratin commercials where the first three days were the beginning of the commercial where everything is out of focus, then Day 4 was like taking the Claratin and everything was all of a sudden clear.

My first test of being around my friends who dip happened today. I went to a basketball game with my best friend, who is still currently a dipper, but is one of those he'll buy a can of pouches, finish it, then when that can is finished he'll go a week or two without even thinking about it then get another one, but I guess the point is, he dipped around me today and though I missed dipping, and I was tempted, I just reminded myself the question I've been asking myself every time I'm tempted to go and get some: "Why?" I have yet to answer that question with a legitimate answer that isn't outweighed by something else (probably because there isn't one).

So another day down. Tomorrow is Day 6. I think I even convinced my friend that since he believes it's all about the oral fixation that he continues to dip that he's going to try the fake stuff. At least then he'll be able to see if it is theSD nicotine or the spitting that has him going.

Stay Classy Quitters.

[bluebonnetman]

My younger brother gave me my first dip 3 and a quarter years ago.  I remember it.  It was during my Freshman Year Spring Break, less than a month before turning 19.  I still remember the feeling I got from the Skoal Fine Cut, the head rush that was amazing, and that I've been chasing ever since even though I no longer got the same feeling even though I dipped almost a can a day.  I also remember when my parents found out about my new habit.  My dad didn't like it but he understood it.  He used to chew in high school and college before giving it up.  He told me that tobacco use is in our blood, but he also acknowledged how bad it was for me and encouraged me not to do it.  My mother didn't like it, and numerous times she and my father offered to buy me seeds, gum, fake snuff, whatever it would take so that I wouldn't use chew.  In order to get my mother off my back I told her that I would quit if I ever got a serious girlfriend or when I graduated from college.

3 years later I don't have a serious girlfriend but I am graduating college and I am taking my mom up on her offer.  The thing was, it wasn't a promise I was making to my mother, it was a promise I was making with myself.  I knew what I was doing was bad for me but I didn't seem to care.  I just liked spitting into that bottle just to pass the time.  I knew how stupid of a habit it was that I was developing and it was starting to cost me over $20/week.  But I didn't want to stop.  But I made a promise to myself, so I took my last dip before midnight last night.  There is no more tobacco in my house and I begin my journey to quitting.

It's hard to imagine, though, that ever since I've started dipping the longest I've ever gone without it was 27 days (I was at my Army ROTC Certification Course and tobacco products weren't allowed), other than that there was a week I wen't without it when I first started dipping.  I think the harder thing to picture is that this will be something I will have to deal with on a daily basis.  My brother quit about a year ago and he misses the spitting.  My dad quit about 20 years ago and he told me he still craves dip, especially when he would see me dipping.  Now it's my turn.  Today, January 1, 2012, I JDS am quitting dip.

100 days on April 9, 2012!  Just six days after my birthday.  I think that will be my birthday present to myself.

Great decision, jds!! Welcome to the freedom of being quit!!

Remember this is a nicotine-free site. Stay off every form of nicotine and you're on your way. The first several days will really suck as the poison is removed from your body. Embrace those days as a symptom of truly quitting. You never want to go through them again!!

Post roll as early as you can every day, remembering that when you do, you are giving your word to your group and all your those supporting you that you will not touch nicotine that day.

Read as much as you can. (Check out the links in the Welcome Center.) Information is power.

One day at a time, nothing more or less. Remember your freedom and your life is worth the fight!

If you need anything, don't hesitate to send me a PM.

I am quit with you jd, one day at a time we can get thru this. I pm'd you my contact information.

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jds, i am in this with you brother. i get your story - mine started just like that (high school / college) and just didn't stop. i promised my wife, blah blah blah.
now i've quit. i'm 51 years old. i got there when i got there.
i'm right there with you. pm me if you want digits for texting and support.
go man! you can do this. you made the promise to yourself, not your girlfriend or your mom. to you. that's why it'll stick.
and to the people on this site because you posted roll. you're in now. do it.

bluebonnetman

[Souliman]

Ha still haven't figured out how to post in this webstie, you should have my contact information will turn the cel on and wait to hear your voice. Stay strong brother

How to post roll:

Read here

How to post roll video:

Watch it here

[nv0311]

Ha still haven't figured out how to post in this webstie, you should have my contact information will turn the cel on and wait to hear your voice. Stay strong brother

[nv0311]

My younger brother gave me my first dip 3 and a quarter years ago.  I remember it.  It was during my Freshman Year Spring Break, less than a month before turning 19.  I still remember the feeling I got from the Skoal Fine Cut, the head rush that was amazing, and that I've been chasing ever since even though I no longer got the same feeling even though I dipped almost a can a day.  I also remember when my parents found out about my new habit.  My dad didn't like it but he understood it.  He used to chew in high school and college before giving it up.  He told me that tobacco use is in our blood, but he also acknowledged how bad it was for me and encouraged me not to do it.  My mother didn't like it, and numerous times she and my father offered to buy me seeds, gum, fake snuff, whatever it would take so that I wouldn't use chew.  In order to get my mother off my back I told her that I would quit if I ever got a serious girlfriend or when I graduated from college.

3 years later I don't have a serious girlfriend but I am graduating college and I am taking my mom up on her offer.  The thing was, it wasn't a promise I was making to my mother, it was a promise I was making with myself.  I knew what I was doing was bad for me but I didn't seem to care.  I just liked spitting into that bottle just to pass the time.  I knew how stupid of a habit it was that I was developing and it was starting to cost me over $20/week.  But I didn't want to stop.  But I made a promise to myself, so I took my last dip before midnight last night.  There is no more tobacco in my house and I begin my journey to quitting.

It's hard to imagine, though, that ever since I've started dipping the longest I've ever gone without it was 27 days (I was at my Army ROTC Certification Course and tobacco products weren't allowed), other than that there was a week I wen't without it when I first started dipping.  I think the harder thing to picture is that this will be something I will have to deal with on a daily basis.  My brother quit about a year ago and he misses the spitting.  My dad quit about 20 years ago and he told me he still craves dip, especially when he would see me dipping.  Now it's my turn.  Today, January 1, 2012, I JDS am quitting dip.

100 days on April 9, 2012!  Just six days after my birthday.  I think that will be my birthday present to myself.

Great decision, jds!! Welcome to the freedom of being quit!!

Remember this is a nicotine-free site. Stay off every form of nicotine and you're on your way. The first several days will really suck as the poison is removed from your body. Embrace those days as a symptom of truly quitting. You never want to go through them again!!

Post roll as early as you can every day, remembering that when you do, you are giving your word to your group and all your those supporting you that you will not touch nicotine that day.

Read as much as you can. (Check out the links in the Welcome Center.) Information is power.

One day at a time, nothing more or less. Remember your freedom and your life is worth the fight!

If you need anything, don't hesitate to send me a PM.

I am quit with you jd, one day at a time we can get thru this. I pm'd you my contact information.