Just wanted to introduce myself real quick. It's been 9 days as of today that I have been nicotine free, and I have to say this is the best I have felt in a long time. I've always been in good shape physically, and hit the gym as much as possible. I've been channeling all of my DIP RAGE into some pretty intense workouts, and have actually lost weight so far. So, this quit has been a great thing work out wise! I'm 33, and have dipped for 15 years. I've "quit" before, but always fell back into it. My biggest stumbling block was that I did not quite understand that I was not addicted to the DIP, but to the NICOTINE! My dumbass mistakes always started when I would quit dipping, but not stop my weekly cigar ritual. You see, for the past 10 years, every friday night after work, I sit out on my back porch, drink a nice big Jim and Coke, and burn a nice cigar. When I would quit dipping in the past, I would still perform my Friday cigar ritual. After reading on this site, something clicked and I finally made the connection... I can NOT have any nicotine. Ever. Period. I'm proud to say that this weekend I was successful in breaking my Friday night ritual. I threw away my cigars (believe me, that HURT), and did not go outside. Instead, I stayed in the living room, had my Jim and Coke, and watched some TV with my wife. She was pleasently surprised. I never realized how much I had pushed my family to the side to get my nicotine fix. I'm a nicotine addict. I can not and will not touch it again. A little, no matter how little, will push me down that sliperry slope. I never tought about how much time it stole away from my family. How dumb was I? How dare I put that shit in front of my family. It's day 9, and I feel fine. Life is good now.
