42 DAY UPDATE
I am fucking committed to this quitting. Dipped 23 years and hid it from my wife and kids. Smoked too, whenever I was drinking with people. Would get caught and lie and say it was only a once in a while thing. Had perotidectomy surgery about 2 1/2 or 3 years ago to remove a tumor in my jaw. Non cancerous, the ENT doc said. Need to get everything rechecked and rescanned some point. I lied to him about dipping. I lied to my wife, acted like the tumor was a fluke, then was dipping again within 3 weeks after surgery. I was a total stupid shit and in denial, obviously. The scar on my right jaw and neck under my ear is highly noticeable and I can't believe I went back to dipping after that wake up call. I still can't feel the right side of my face fully because of the nerve damage from the surgery. Luckily it doesn't look too bad and when people ask me about the scar, I say "knife fight". So glad I am quit now, feeling much much better about myself and my wife and my kids. I actually think they like me better now that I'm quit, cause I'm not always sneaking off to the shitter. They thought I had severe stomach problems. I would've caved 100 times already in the past 42 days if it wasn't for this website. I do get pissed off and yell at people now, I never did that when I was dipping. I wouldn't fight with my wife or even yell at my kids, now I do. They don't seem to mind. They love me more, because I'm with them now. It's incredible. I've read a ton of the stuff on here and I am learning new things everyday about addiction and about how to beat this bitch. It is a bitch, but I am in total control right now and it feels fucking good. I will not go back to tobacco. Even though tons of family and friends use tobacco all the time, I will not partake with them. I feel bad for them. But I can only control myself and influence those younger than me, my kids especially. I want them to never touch tobacco, it is poison. Fuck that shit. My kids will be preached to. I need to tell them the truth about Daddy when they are ready to hear it. I feel sorry for all the other slaves out there, I'm glad I'm no longer one. I feel like a new man, even though I'm literally picking up broken pieces of my life all around me every day. Things I didn't notice I was breaking for 23 fucking years. I ignored shit, didn't care about stuff, neglected family...took everything for granted. I didn't value my own existence. I do now, I'm no longer a slave. I will never again for any reason touch that fucking shit.. FUCK THAT!!!!!!
Claws - I had a difficult night last night, very much struggled with the cravings. But I made it through to day 8. Part of the reason why I "persevered" was because of this post. You inspired me to stay quit, and for that I thank you. You posted in my intro as well so allow me to pay it forward....I got your back just like you have mine!