OK I have to get a few things off my chest, and then I'm gonna try to be productive today for a change. It's been a rough week in quittersville, not that my quit is struggling, just the things that go along with being quit.
Dentist yesterday. My last visit in 2009 was the last time I was quit. I got abused by the dentist lady about chew so I never went back. This time new lady, but I can't believe her dumb ass aked me questions about HOW LONG DID YOU USE CHEWING TOBACCO right in front of my 9 year old. No fucking way lady. Then she goes on to tell me I need a referral for some questionable spots on the back left side of my tongue and the inside of my right cheek. WHERE DID YOU PUT THE CHEWING TOBACCO MOST FREQUENTLY? I swear I almost grabbed her by the throat. I just mumbled "I'm not gonna get into that right now can we move on". She finally got the hint, and then told me that the referral is mostly precautionary, that she's not an expert, bla bla bla. January 16th I'll see the expert.
November 2012 needs a fresh start. We never voted on being called cuntface, it just kinda grew on us, so I feel that if we all vote on a new name, that would help. Personally I feel that Cuntface is far too self-deprecating for the badass quitters we have, but if the group votes for cuntface, then i'll be a cuntface. I supported The Caver's shenanigans without the benefit of foresight, but from the start it was a
test of boundaries. At some point, if all the boundaries are pushed, then there's nothing left and it's not a quit group. This KTC that we all rely on is about quitting tobacco period.
Weird week. Regardless of anything, whether it be something in my mouth or some asshole caver that wants to hold my quit and my support hostage with threats of suicide, NEVER AGAIN FOR ANY REASON.