My Intro

[DeanTheCoot]

I relate to this completely. Sitting at work and driving in the car are the two scenarios where I want a dip most. These are my triggers, and they're totally boring and mundane. I think that's the danger in them, too. Because the triggers are ordinary, an ordinary day can present the worst cravings.

[Brad64]

Dean, Bear, Dan, Brad -

Please allow me to join in this here tirade. I'm frustrated as hell!! Day 35 for me and I'm still not in a good place. Mostly so at work. I expected this for a week or two - but not going on month number 2. The fact the work is suffering is what's really pissing me off.

I know though that this is still a mental withdrawal (not physical at this point) where something in my brain is still wired to want dip and make excuses for needing it.

Really, really, really, really, really FRUSTRATED.

I feel like I've got worse case of A.D.D. in the history of mankind .... but only with "real work". I can stay focused on KTC all day ... or work out like a crazy man .... or work around the house and stay focused. But getting in my office and doing what I need to do to make a living is SO FUCKING HARD!!!! 'bang head' 'bang head' 'bang head' 'bang head'

I know. I'm finding the exact same thing. I can goof off, read the paper, go running, play tennis, even just go for a walk with my wife and just chat... and not crave a chew.

But the minute I sit down to work, like now, I want a chew. And I'm bored and aggravated as shit because I don't (and can't) have one.

I think it's because for years I used Redman to "brighten" up my day a little, especially with mundane or boring tasks like work. Now my body and brain are still craving that "brightness" I got from tobacco when I was working.

It sucks.

I use gum, candy, taffy, lollipops, all that shit. They're not good for me, but they perk me up a little when I have to have something.

I guess we all just miss the "party in our mouth" we used to have. Go ahead and make your own sex jokes. :D

[ust25yrdonor]

Dean, Bear, Dan, Brad -

Please allow me to join in this here tirade. I'm frustrated as hell!! Day 35 for me and I'm still not in a good place. Mostly so at work. I expected this for a week or two - but not going on month number 2. The fact the work is suffering is what's really pissing me off.

I know though that this is still a mental withdrawal (not physical at this point) where something in my brain is still wired to want dip and make excuses for needing it.

Really, really, really, really, really FRUSTRATED.

I feel like I've got worse case of A.D.D. in the history of mankind .... but only with "real work". I can stay focused on KTC all day ... or work out like a crazy man .... or work around the house and stay focused. But getting in my office and doing what I need to do to make a living is SO FUCKING HARD!!!! 'bang head' 'bang head' 'bang head' 'bang head'

[DeanTheCoot]

Ha! Yeah...His avatar might lessen a craving, but it might also make me want to go find some hippie twat driving a Saab and...

No...I'm going to be nicer. Plus, I really do like the Saab 9-3 Aero. I just hate hippies.

[bearattack]

Hey cunt,,,

U went 7 days without dipping, 8 days ago u would have said no fucking way.....

There are motherfuckers out there quitting
, And your one of them....


Big props on ur week....



Fuck u kodiak!!!

[DanTheMan]

Yo Dean
Another thing to do when you're craving is stare at Tfurry's avatar for a good 10min....trippy dude

[DeanTheCoot]

Chewie, Brad, TFurry Grundle...Thank you, gentlemen.

I sound like a whiny little child. I really do. I am electronically whining and moping. However, I don't intend to. This whole funk is just frustrating. I DO care that I have gone seven days without dip. And I do know that it will mean even more 100, 1,000 and 10,000 days from now. It's just easy to lose sight of these facts while in the painful grips of withdrawal.

And you know, withdrawal shouldn't be easy, I guess. I deserve this pain. I couldn't rationally anticipate that nearly 20 years of substance abuse would just quietly disappear in a few days.

Yeah. Withdrawal is a bargain. A few weeks? Even a few months? Bring it, you wretched bastard.

[chewie]

I don't feel proud about making it a week. I don't care.

Hold on one second there partner...

You should be DAMN proud of what you've done. You should care and if you don't then I'll care and be proud for you. Do you REALIZE what you've just done? First off, you've gotten through the first 72 hours without nic which most people simply cannot to. Secondly, you've made it through an entire week of triggers.

When's the last time you went a week without dip? If you're like me, it was the week before you started dipping all those years ago.

Every, single, fucking, day... is a triumph. Every day my man.

Congratulations!

[Brad64]

Brad and Dan...

I need quit-comrades. You two seem moderately sane. Can we help one another?

My brain is fried. I need something to make sense. Quitting isn't making any fucking sense right now. I'm not necessarily worried about caving. I've come this far, and I won't let myself give up. Some of the withdrawal is lifting.

However, I need to somehow feel good about quitting. I feel fucking ambivalent. I don't feel proud about making it a week. I don't care.

I want to bite someone on the neck. Not like a vampire. I just want to inflict pain. Maybe I don't need to bite someone on the neck, then. I can bite someone's arm or ass or eyes. Whatever. I want to crush someone with a 2 x 4. Or crash a car. NO. A van. I want to crash a van into a stone wall. Like, a dry wall (no mortar), so the van wrecks SOME of the wall, but not all of it, and the van flips over and spins off into a field. Fuck you.

If you think Dan and I are sane then you really are crazy. :D

Ok, seriously, back to the point. You wanna feel good about quitting? Here's what I tell myself everyday.

I'm gonna live a hell of a lot longer because I'm quitting now (I'm 44).

I've decreased the chances of some doctor telling me they're gonna cut my fucking tongue out.

I'm not gonna have to use one of those little talking devices that covers the hole in my fucking throat.

I can taste food again! Already! And it's better than ever.

My wife says my breath smells better. Which means everyone else thinks my breath smells better they're just not saying it.

I'm saving a shitload of money.

I no longer constantly tap my front pocket and worry about whether there's enough Redman in there to last me all day.

And my teeth are turning white. Something I haven't seen them do in 20 years.

There's more, but that should get you started.

P.S. We already ARE quit-comrades. We're all in this together my friend. I need you to succeed. The success of others on this site is another reason I keep going. It proves to me that it can be done.

[tfurrh]

Brad and Dan...

I need quit-comrades. You two seem moderately sane. Can we help one another?

My brain is fried. I need something to make sense. Quitting isn't making any fucking sense right now. I'm not necessarily worried about caving. I've come this far, and I won't let myself give up. Some of the withdrawal is lifting.

However, I need to somehow feel good about quitting. I feel fucking ambivalent. I don't feel proud about making it a week. I don't care.

I want to bite someone on the neck. Not like a vampire. I just want to inflict pain. Maybe I don't need to bite someone on the neck, then. I can bite someone's arm or ass or eyes. Whatever. I want to crush someone with a 2 x 4. Or crash a car. NO. A van. I want to crash a van into a stone wall. Like, a dry wall (no mortar), so the van wrecks SOME of the wall, but not all of it, and the van flips over and spins off into a field. Fuck you.

this post will go down in history

[DeanTheCoot]

Brad and Dan...

I need quit-comrades. You two seem moderately sane. Can we help one another?

My brain is fried. I need something to make sense. Quitting isn't making any fucking sense right now. I'm not necessarily worried about caving. I've come this far, and I won't let myself give up. Some of the withdrawal is lifting.

However, I need to somehow feel good about quitting. I feel fucking ambivalent. I don't feel proud about making it a week. I don't care.

I want to bite someone on the neck. Not like a vampire. I just want to inflict pain. Maybe I don't need to bite someone on the neck, then. I can bite someone's arm or ass or eyes. Whatever. I want to crush someone with a 2 x 4. Or crash a car. NO. A van. I want to crash a van into a stone wall. Like, a dry wall (no mortar), so the van wrecks SOME of the wall, but not all of it, and the van flips over and spins off into a field. Fuck you.

[Brad64]

These stupid sunflower seeds are getting on my fucking nerves. I've gone through a bag of jalapeno, regular, and now I'm finishing off the reduced sodium. The bag says, "Eat. Spit. Be Happy." Who the fuck are they kidding??? If I was a little more limber, I may as well save some money and lick my own ass, because that's what my mouth tastes like after chewin  spittin on these little turds like a cow for 15 minutes. I'm done with that shit. I'm so obsessed with having shit in my mouth - that, along with reprogramming the routines is the most difficult aspect of the quit, at least for me. You should see me chew gum, it's fucking Mike Ditka jr. over here. I've got to tell myself to relax sometimes.

The physical withdrawal of nicotine was so temporary. I'm thankful I didn't go on the nic gum. My jaw is sore enough from the trident. I'm not criticizing anyone chomping on the seeds, nic gum, dirty underwear,,,whatever you need to be quit from this chewing tobacco shit. Everyone has a right to do their quit however they need to. Thanks for being there KTC!!!!

I hear you Kodiak. I've eaten so much fucking candy and gum I'm sick of it. I've gained 7 pounds in 7 days. LOL! I can't sleep more than an hour at a time. And I've started having some really "odd" dreams which I shall not repeat, even here.

But try to focus on the good shit you're accomplishing here. Your heart rate is going down and with it your blood pressure. Except when you feel the urge to strangle someone. Which I have at least 15 times per day.

You're doing great man. I hope I'm doing as well as you when I get that far.

[DanTheMan]

These stupid sunflower seeds are getting on my fucking nerves. I've gone through a bag of jalapeno, regular, and now I'm finishing off the reduced sodium. The bag says, "Eat. Spit. Be Happy." Who the fuck are they kidding??? If I was a little more limber, I may as well save some money and lick my own ass, because that's what my mouth tastes like after chewin  spittin on these little turds like a cow for 15 minutes. I'm done with that shit. I'm so obsessed with having shit in my mouth - that, along with reprogramming the routines is the most difficult aspect of the quit, at least for me. You should see me chew gum, it's fucking Mike Ditka jr. over here. I've got to tell myself to relax sometimes.

The physical withdrawal of nicotine was so temporary. I'm thankful I didn't go on the nic gum. My jaw is sore enough from the trident. I'm not criticizing anyone chomping on the seeds, nic gum, dirty underwear,,,whatever you need to be quit from this chewing tobacco shit. Everyone has a right to do their quit however they need to. Thanks for being there KTC!!!!

[Ready]

Senseless musings for future reference.

Work is a sonofabitch right now, I wouldn't mind punching someone in the face, my schedule is no fucking schedule to live with - always changing, fucking wife is always late, driving me fucking nuts. I hate not having control over some things in my life. Beer isn't quite as good without chew and I like beer more than I like most people.

Everything seems worse than it really is because I'm not chewing. As soon as any annoyance or stress came about I could slap a chew in my mouth and get temporary relief. In a way I'm jealous but also a little pissed when I read these statements in roll call saying, "Whoopdy fucking doo look at me I feel great" "Day 5 and I'm climbing Mt. Everest tomorrow" "Day 2, getting easier every fucking second....stay tuned doodle doo" "I'm kicking the NIC BITCH in the ASS and taking names"

I'm not looking for sympathy, just basking in my own misery. I did it to myself acting like a pig spitting mud for over half my life.

On the flip side of all this babiness above I wouldn't be quit this long if it wasn't for being able to read everyone's comments and stories on this website. I want to be quit right now more than ever in my life

I understand.

It will get better.

[Gooch]

Senseless musings for future reference.

Work is a sonofabitch right now, I wouldn't mind punching someone in the face, my schedule is no fucking schedule to live with - always changing, fucking wife is always late, driving me fucking nuts. I hate not having control over some things in my life. Beer isn't quite as good without chew and I like beer more than I like most people.

Everything seems worse than it really is because I'm not chewing. As soon as any annoyance or stress came about I could slap a chew in my mouth and get temporary relief. In a way I'm jealous but also a little pissed when I read these statements in roll call saying, "Whoopdy fucking doo look at me I feel great" "Day 5 and I'm climbing Mt. Everest tomorrow" "Day 2, getting easier every fucking second....stay tuned doodle doo" "I'm kicking the NIC BITCH in the ASS and taking names"

I'm not looking for sympathy, just basking in my own misery. I did it to myself acting like a pig spitting mud for over half my life.

On the flip side of all this babiness above I wouldn't be quit this long if it wasn't for being able to read everyone's comments and stories on this website. I want to be quit right now more than ever in my life

Dan-
I hear you brother. I've often thought the same thing with reading posts where guys seem to be kicking much ass right out of the blocks. First off don't believe everything you read, I think some of those guys are simply trying to convince themselves that things are going great. Secondly, each and every one of our quits is individual in nature. Seriously, some days are pretty "easy" in the grand scheme of things and others are pretty fucking shitty.
I know it sounds simple but the truth of the matter is chewing tobacco was never a wise choice for any of us and will never be a wise choice for any of us. It will only make things worse. You and I and everyone on this site quit for a reason. If you were like me, nightly you layed in bed wondering "why the fuck do I continually put that shit in my mouth." We both know all the reasons we shouldn't be chewing and the list is exremely long. I guaran damn tee you if you were to cave the gratification would be minimal and almost immediately you'd be back to square one saying again, "why the fuck do I continually put this shit in my mouth."
Sorry for rambling there but just wanted to share that thought with you. The fact that you "want to be quit more than any time in your life" is all I need to hear. You're ready for this and can do this. We got your back fella.
Gooch