Hello all-
Can't believe how fast time goes, but I realized I've been dipping for almost fifteen years now. I started at 21 while in college and I'm now 36. I've been a ninja dipper the whole time as my family, every girl I've ever dated and now my wife all despised it. It's made me a liar, it's caused me to lose the trust of those I love, it's cost me who knows how much money that I could have used for something more productive.
I've always been good at thinking to myself that I'll quit when...I graduate college, after airborne school, after a long vacation, before I get married, before my first child. I always made excuses for it, tired, stressed, etc. I've always been around a lot of dippers through my hobbies, the military and in the construction industry. I suppose deep down it made me feel like I fit in. I've halfheartedly attempted to quit for other people numerous times, and it's never worked because I never wanted it to. It's time. Sometimes I get so pissed at myself because at the end of the day after everything that I've worked for and have been fortunate enough to achieve, I still let a five dollar cardboard can full of chopped up plant leaves have such a controlling and profoundly negative impact on my life. So here's to one day at a time- for me.