Hey guys. I`m 23 and I`ve been chewing since I was about 16 or 17.... I`m in a long distance relationship with my girlfriend and for whatever the reason I`ve decided to quit. Part of it is I`m embarassed to have people in my truck because there`s bits of tobacco everywhere and probably some full spitters laying on the floor. Part of it is I don`t know why the fuck I`ll stay up till 6 in the morning laying in my boxers with a mouth full of bullshit watching shitty TV because I don`t chew while I`m in class. Most importantly, probably, is I`m starting to realize I`m not an invincible kid and this shit will kill me.
So, I`ve decided to make this day numero uno of my quit. I was sitting there watching TV and finished the last of my can and actually thought "crap, should I run to the gas station to grab some more?" and then it kind of hit me that I have become a slave to this.
Tomorrow I`ve got class all day.... no problem. Friday I have to be up at 4:00 for work so right after class I`m going to take a bunch of gravol and put my ass to sleep and not even think about going to the gas station. At work for 14 or 15 hours I`m not around anyone who chews and I don`t have an opportunity to cave and go buy some so I`ll be golden, then I have to be up at 5:00 again on Saturday to catch a flight out to see my girl and spend all of Saturday, Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday with her, and then back to the grind of classes after that. All my coworkers that quit said the first few days are the hardest.... I`ll have no opportunity to on Thursday or Friday and my girlfriend detests chewing so I wouldn`t dare in front of her. So I`ve got 6 days of being surrounded by people who won`t let me fail, and it`s stubborn willpower after that.
So yeah, that`s about my story. I love my hockey (go oilers), love my baseball (go jays), sledding, snowboarding, quadding, dirt biking, camping, fishing, hunting, and diesel trucks, so if anyone shares my interests feel free to strike up a conversation or whatever. I`m a redneck stuck in a business students body sometimes it seems.... all my classmates talk about going to the bars and picking up bitches in their miled out 10 year old BMW`s, I talk about how I got my truck so damn muddy you couldn`t tell what colour it was and how excited I am for snow and throwing my sled deck on and heading to the mountains with my girl.
Look forward to seeing you guys every day for a long while..... I think this posting roll stuff is for me :) If anyone wants to PM me their cell number and we can bounce texts back and forth off each other I think that would really help, and I can call somebody if I`m seriously in dire straights. I guess it would just be nice to have a little bit of support, be able to send a few messages to someone who`s gone there and stayed on the straight and narrow to remind myself I can do it, and it`s a fight worth winning.
-Ryan
