Well I am on day 4. I have been wanting to quit for a while now but never really had that one thing kick me in the ass until Thanksgiving Day. I was up north by my mothers, and had gone down to the local pub after dinner to watch the game. After a few drinks and a couple healthy dips, in walks an old girlfriend I have not seen in about 10 years. Well she came up and said hi to me, but I was so self concious about the dip in my lip that I hardly said a word. That is when it hit me that I have been giving up my life for the dip. I would shy away from conversation, afraid that there would be a black spot on my teeth, or rancid breath. I later found out that she had recently been divorced (as am I ). I set my goal right them and there. The can I had would be my last. So I began my quit. I would take only the smallest of pinches. The first day I waited for an hour after I woke up, where it was usually right away with the morning coffee. The next day 2 hours. Pushing myself for several hours between(practicing quitting). And I would only leave the dip in for a few minutes to quell the urge, and it was out. That one can lasted until 8 pm on Wednesday the 28th, when I scraped out the last few crumbs. I made it a point to tell a few close people at work on Thursday that I had quit, to enforce it, and in case I turned into a total dink. I will try to keep this short for now. Will continue later with my other strategies and goals to stay dip-free. Thanks for the site, just having it here knowing there are others going through the same thing is support in itself.
