I remember the first pinch like it was yesterday. When you grow up playing baseball in north TX it's what you do, dip snuff. It was Copenhagen and I got the same advice everyone else did- don't swallow. I didn't that time and kept doing it. I was cool having the bulge in my lip and spitting like everyone else. That was my sophomore year of HS and 28 years ago. I went from the proud dipper to the ashamed ninja-dipper I was until yesterday. I was no longer the kid with the bulge in his lip but the man with the hidden secret. I kept my can in my bag and you would never see a ring in my pocket. I'd steal a pinch and keep it hidden for hours. Id move it from one side to the other when it dried out. I would do everything everyone else has done on this site to hide it and hated every time I did it. My wife hated it and I can't even guess how many disagreements the pinch caused.
I can't even count how many times "I quit". I know I've quit buying before but only quit once for 6 months since I started. It only took 1 pinch to feed the monster again. Dec 16 my wife gave birth to our beautiful twin girls. I don't want them exposed to this. I don't want them to be exposed to snuff-breath. For the first time in actually committed to the quit. I'm really all in and done with this.
I know what's in store for me and I welcome the nausea, dizziness, anxiety, mood swings and everything else that comes with it. I'll be here every day for roll-call through the ups and downs. It might not be my best me everyday but it will be me.
Good luck to everyone out there fighting the good fight of being snuff free- I'm now joining you!!