My name is Kyle, I've been dipping for about 9 yrs now. Started about a week after I graduated from bootcamp, was in love with Cope long cut from the moment I gave it a try. I was able to hide the habit from my wife for about a year while we were dating, but then it came out, she found the can. I promised I would quit when we transferred. Transfer came and I kept dipping, probably dipped more than before, but I promised to quit when our son was born. I think I got my dip out of my mouth just in time for the labor to begin, and had one ready shortly after his birth. Spent 3 yrs stationed in Europe without my family and told her I would quit when I came home to them, but then I got sent to Africa, where I am now. I don't think I ever really wanted to quit for myself until now. As I'm posting this it's been 2 hours since my last dip, I had a visit in the chatroom and was urged to get rid of whatever chew I had on me. I opened my backpack, went to the latrine and flushed almost 2 rolls of Cope...Here in Africa is the 5th of March 2011, my quit day 1, quitting for me and not for anybody else.