Looking Forward to April

[Keddy]

My younger brother gave me my first dip 3 and a quarter years ago. I remember it. It was during my Freshman Year Spring Break, less than a month before turning 19. I still remember the feeling I got from the Skoal Fine Cut, the head rush that was amazing, and that I've been chasing ever since even though I no longer got the same feeling even though I dipped almost a can a day. I also remember when my parents found out about my new habit. My dad didn't like it but he understood it. He used to chew in high school and college before giving it up. He told me that tobacco use is in our blood, but he also acknowledged how bad it was for me and encouraged me not to do it. My mother didn't like it, and numerous times she and my father offered to buy me seeds, gum, fake snuff, whatever it would take so that I wouldn't use chew. In order to get my mother off my back I told her that I would quit if I ever got a serious girlfriend or when I graduated from college.

3 years later I don't have a serious girlfriend but I am graduating college and I am taking my mom up on her offer. The thing was, it wasn't a promise I was making to my mother, it was a promise I was making with myself. I knew what I was doing was bad for me but I didn't seem to care. I just liked spitting into that bottle just to pass the time. I knew how stupid of a habit it was that I was developing and it was starting to cost me over $20/week. But I didn't want to stop. But I made a promise to myself, so I took my last dip before midnight last night. There is no more tobacco in my house and I begin my journey to quitting.

It's hard to imagine, though, that ever since I've started dipping the longest I've ever gone without it was 27 days (I was at my Army ROTC Certification Course and tobacco products weren't allowed), other than that there was a week I wen't without it when I first started dipping. I think the harder thing to picture is that this will be something I will have to deal with on a daily basis. My brother quit about a year ago and he misses the spitting. My dad quit about 20 years ago and he told me he still craves dip, especially when he would see me dipping. Now it's my turn. Today, January 1, 2012, I JDS am quitting dip.

100 days on April 9, 2012! Just six days after my birthday. I think that will be my birthday present to myself.

Great decision, jds!! Welcome to the freedom of being quit!!

Remember this is a nicotine-free site. Stay off every form of nicotine and you're on your way. The first several days will really suck as the poison is removed from your body. Embrace those days as a symptom of truly quitting. You never want to go through them again!!

Post roll as early as you can every day, remembering that when you do, you are giving your word to your group and all your those supporting you that you will not touch nicotine that day.

Read as much as you can. (Check out the links in the Welcome Center.) Information is power.

One day at a time, nothing more or less. Remember your freedom and your life is worth the fight!

If you need anything, don't hesitate to send me a PM.

[jds]

My younger brother gave me my first dip 3 and a quarter years ago. I remember it. It was during my Freshman Year Spring Break, less than a month before turning 19. I still remember the feeling I got from the Skoal Fine Cut, the head rush that was amazing, and that I've been chasing ever since even though I no longer got the same feeling even though I dipped almost a can a day. I also remember when my parents found out about my new habit. My dad didn't like it but he understood it. He used to chew in high school and college before giving it up. He told me that tobacco use is in our blood, but he also acknowledged how bad it was for me and encouraged me not to do it. My mother didn't like it, and numerous times she and my father offered to buy me seeds, gum, fake snuff, whatever it would take so that I wouldn't use chew. In order to get my mother off my back I told her that I would quit if I ever got a serious girlfriend or when I graduated from college.

3 years later I don't have a serious girlfriend but I am graduating college and I am taking my mom up on her offer. The thing was, it wasn't a promise I was making to my mother, it was a promise I was making with myself. I knew what I was doing was bad for me but I didn't seem to care. I just liked spitting into that bottle just to pass the time. I knew how stupid of a habit it was that I was developing and it was starting to cost me over $20/week. But I didn't want to stop. But I made a promise to myself, so I took my last dip before midnight last night. There is no more tobacco in my house and I begin my journey to quitting.

It's hard to imagine, though, that ever since I've started dipping the longest I've ever gone without it was 27 days (I was at my Army ROTC Certification Course and tobacco products weren't allowed), other than that there was a week I wen't without it when I first started dipping. I think the harder thing to picture is that this will be something I will have to deal with on a daily basis. My brother quit about a year ago and he misses the spitting. My dad quit about 20 years ago and he told me he still craves dip, especially when he would see me dipping. Now it's my turn. Today, January 1, 2012, I JDS am quitting dip.

100 days on April 9, 2012! Just six days after my birthday. I think that will be my birthday present to myself.