Legacy I'm going to be a cynical addict that had hundreds of scares. I'm going to guess that your mouth is healing just fine so you convince yourself that you can wait just a little bit longer before you quit for good. I was going to quit after the first white patch lasted more than a week, after the first gum graft (and the 2nd,3rd 4th), after the first tooth I lost (and the 2nd,3rd 4th), oh yea and that lump I felt in my throat and the patch on my tongue and so on. For the first year after I finally quit I still had fear that I had waited too long and that I just as well start again because it was gonna get me anyway. Well I'm not going back to that life today because I hate nicotine and all the other poisons in dip that steal a persons control over their own life. All the scares in the world can come and go, one may even become a serious threat but that shit can't take my freedom away today because "I POSTED ROLL". You haven't and so you are vulnerable to having yours taken.Â
To everyone that says they are ready to quit and want to quit, but haven't posted roll, your chances of quitting are greatly reduced. So POSTED ROLL and start taking control of your life!
THANKS FOR SHARING THIS ^^^^^!!! Newbies take note.
I know that none of this is new, but the guys who show up for one second because of a cancer scare remind me of how much better quit life is ASIDE from cancer scares. The big C is what primarily drove my decision to quit. Now that I'm quit, though, reducing my risk of cancer is only 4th or 5th in terms of my rankings of reasons I love being quit. Unranked reasons, other than reducing my risk of cancer:
-Being around those that matter most: from working late taking the long way home, to spending the entire weekend out of town when the REAL reason was to "chew in peace", I went to great lengths to serve my addiction.
-Not having to deal with spitters. For whatever reason, I didn't try the fake crap until day 50 or so. A, what a mistake. I am definitely ANTI fake stuff after week one. But B, I needed a spitter for the fake chew, too, and it was reminded me of just how unbelievably nasty spitters are. F'n sick.
-Not having the guilt of hiding it from my wife. She knew I chewed and when she asked I told her a technical version of the truth, but she had no idea how hooked I was or that "every once in a while" meant half a can a day.
-Knowing that I chewed and knowing that it causes cancer, my wife couldn't understand why I would knowingly use a product that causes cancer and risk it all. Choosing to continue chewing was basically to her, "yeah, I'll take my chances. It's worth it. I don't really need to be here to watch my daughter grow up."
-As a former ninja dipper, it was common for me to be forced to go an entire day without a chew because there wouldn't be an opportunity to sneak a dip. I'd start to get anxious as hell about getting my fix and basically start pacing around the house like a tiger at the zoo until I thought of some reason to run off. That anxiety build up really sucked. And oh, do you think I was pleasant to be around?
Anyway, I hope you stick around. Quitting AFTER you are diagnosed with squamous cell carcinoma makes zero sense.