I'm on my 6th day of this horrific journey. Thought I would be over the worst by now. Apparently, I'm far from it. I keep asking myself "why and the fuck did you ever start this shit". The only logical answer for me at this point in my quit is "you were a pussy and needed a crutch" I've chewed for over half of my life and I'm tired of being a pussy. Chew has made me weak. My body and my mind. It controlled my life and in the end, it would have taken it. I'm over it. On to new and better things. Skoal has made me her bitch for a long time. It's my turn now.