Sportster's Intro-Becoming

[Derk40]

The realization came at day 6!

Addicted to me meant something that I wanted in the moment or every so often. A perfect example was Mountain Dew. I drank about 80 ounces of Dew per day back when I was starting out in the work world. I would get headaches on the weekends and would buy Dew to avoid them. I finally said enough and quit drinking it. It was difficult at first but then it became very easy. I actually enjoyed losing the weight and feeling better about myself. Occasionally I still have a Dew when I have been working in the yard on the weekendÂ… but other than that I really donÂ’t have any.
For 24 years I treated chew like Dew… I could stop at any time, I was doing it to chill, because that is what my friends did, it was relaxing and took the edge off… just like chilling on the couch…  Then I started to be concerned with the cost… with how my mouth felt.. with a doctor encouraging me to quit… So I tried… and tried and tried… Chantix lasted about 4 days, nic gum lasted 8 hours, nic lozenges lasted 12 hours…

Then, prior to finding KTC, I went on a 5 day journey of quitting every day. I found myself at night not being able to resist the urge and I would buy a can, chew, and throw out the can. Day 4 of this journey I was sick of it, took my credit cards, cash, changeÂ… anything to do with money and handed it over to my wife. I knew I was weak and I didn't know how to not buy a can other than not having the means to do so. That day I found myself rummaging through drawers, closets etcÂ… until, walking into my sons room, there was a sense of relief as I saw his wallet on the floor. I opened it and there was cash. I took $5, ran to the nearest gas station and got the chew.

What a fucking loser I wasÂ… stealing from my own kids, rummaging through drawers so I could have that next dipÂ… what was going on with me! I felt like a crack addictÂ… but I wasn'tÂ… it was just chew. I was a good dad, a good husband, a good coach and attended church on Sunday. I just wasn't honest about what I was doingÂ… that was the problem... so I thoughtÂ…

9/23 my wife ran across KTC and sent me the link. I looked it over, but wasn't too into it. On 9/24 at 10 pm I was bored, decided to check the site out and the next thing I knew I was posting roll-callÂ… I have now been quit for 9 days!

The first 4 days I was crazy, no sleep, increased heart rate, anger, depression, craves, isolation, confusion, mouth sores, regret, sadness, desire for the bear, in a fog, losing track of reality, hopelessness etc. Then day 5 hit and it was full of energy.. and anger and felt I was on my way to breaking this (as one fellow quitter said.. I felt like I could kick SupermanÂ’s ass).

Then Day 6 hit, I posted my previous writing and I truly was longing for return. I wasn’t sure I could keep going on with this! Chewing seemed much easier than dealing with this shit. Then a fellow quitter shared a quote that went something like “the difference between a crack head and me is the choice of drug” At first I was pissed off because I was not like a crack head… I was not an addict… Then reality hit me upside the head… I am a fucking addict! How the hell could this have happened to me? How could I have been so stupid for 24 years! Every day for 24 years I bought an individual can, talking myself into I will quit… I felt like screaming.. no crying.. no hitting something… get this out of me! I don’t want to be victim anymore. I am an addict! I am an addict! I am an addict!

With this realization I have found strength to carry on, to not be defined by a Kodiak out for my demise, but taking control of myself, knowing I am an addict and owning it.. .and at day 9Â… I am feeling powerful! Yesterday I made an official declaration of my freedom from the nic bitch by signing my name to my insurance that I am NOT a tobacco user!




Keep up the quit brother! Im on day 3  and Ive had cravings as well but I decided to clean up my diet and excercise in place of dipping and this morning I felt like I could kick supermans ass! Its a great feeling and we will only continue to feel better about ourselves the longer we abstain from the nasty dip!  Stay strong and I quit with you!

Josh/taterhater139

Keep pushing through. You going to began uncovering the lies daily. It is one thing for us to tell you the truths, but its another to see them and feel them. Each day you win makes the battle easier. Nafar and odaat my friend. Quit with you.

Good post Sports! You are winning back your freedom today!

I read thru that post of yours from this morning  I could relate to all that stuff. I remember being at the gas station on many an occassion and not having a credit card on hand or enough cash for a can of the evil weed... I would be in the parking lot scouring my car top to bottom to find any loose change... in the seats, under the seats, in the glove box... frantically loooking so I could to find enough to get my fix on. If I could not find enough I'd have to go home money  I would be totally stressed out. Man, that is no way to live!

We have uncovered the truths of our addicition. Don't get down cuz your an addict or think of yourself as a loser because of it. Never do that! It does not make you a bad person. The chemicals in this evil can are designed to suck us in... they are designed to make addicts. That is why it is so hard to get away from it. But you are doing it today! You are quitting today  I'm here with you! Feels pretty damn good! Keep on keepin on today!

Thanks for the reply man... it is a strength knowing that I have people who understand this shit! Back in my day... and I hate to admit it... I just stole the can if I didn't have the money... f'd up!

You know brother... We have all done things that were messed up. Everyone here has made mistakes while under the influence of the poison. If we were able to control ourselves we would not be here.

You have an opportunity here, as do I. We have the opportunity to change. To put that OLD self behind us. When you wake up, post roll and hold your word - you are building something. You are building the NEW you that is in control of his life. Free from the addiction that has controlled you. Each day you build back that honor and integrity that slowly eroded while you were a slave to the nic b. It is a beautiful thing. We commit to each other every day. Keep your word and you will get your life back.

[Sportster4Ever]

The realization came at day 6!

Addicted to me meant something that I wanted in the moment or every so often. A perfect example was Mountain Dew. I drank about 80 ounces of Dew per day back when I was starting out in the work world. I would get headaches on the weekends and would buy Dew to avoid them. I finally said enough and quit drinking it. It was difficult at first but then it became very easy. I actually enjoyed losing the weight and feeling better about myself. Occasionally I still have a Dew when I have been working in the yard on the weekendÂ… but other than that I really donÂ’t have any.
For 24 years I treated chew like Dew… I could stop at any time, I was doing it to chill, because that is what my friends did, it was relaxing and took the edge off… just like chilling on the couch…  Then I started to be concerned with the cost… with how my mouth felt.. with a doctor encouraging me to quit… So I tried… and tried and tried… Chantix lasted about 4 days, nic gum lasted 8 hours, nic lozenges lasted 12 hours…

Then, prior to finding KTC, I went on a 5 day journey of quitting every day. I found myself at night not being able to resist the urge and I would buy a can, chew, and throw out the can. Day 4 of this journey I was sick of it, took my credit cards, cash, changeÂ… anything to do with money and handed it over to my wife. I knew I was weak and I didn't know how to not buy a can other than not having the means to do so. That day I found myself rummaging through drawers, closets etcÂ… until, walking into my sons room, there was a sense of relief as I saw his wallet on the floor. I opened it and there was cash. I took $5, ran to the nearest gas station and got the chew.

What a fucking loser I wasÂ… stealing from my own kids, rummaging through drawers so I could have that next dipÂ… what was going on with me! I felt like a crack addictÂ… but I wasn'tÂ… it was just chew. I was a good dad, a good husband, a good coach and attended church on Sunday. I just wasn't honest about what I was doingÂ… that was the problem... so I thoughtÂ…

9/23 my wife ran across KTC and sent me the link. I looked it over, but wasn't too into it. On 9/24 at 10 pm I was bored, decided to check the site out and the next thing I knew I was posting roll-callÂ… I have now been quit for 9 days!

The first 4 days I was crazy, no sleep, increased heart rate, anger, depression, craves, isolation, confusion, mouth sores, regret, sadness, desire for the bear, in a fog, losing track of reality, hopelessness etc. Then day 5 hit and it was full of energy.. and anger and felt I was on my way to breaking this (as one fellow quitter said.. I felt like I could kick SupermanÂ’s ass).

Then Day 6 hit, I posted my previous writing and I truly was longing for return. I wasn’t sure I could keep going on with this! Chewing seemed much easier than dealing with this shit. Then a fellow quitter shared a quote that went something like “the difference between a crack head and me is the choice of drug” At first I was pissed off because I was not like a crack head… I was not an addict… Then reality hit me upside the head… I am a fucking addict! How the hell could this have happened to me? How could I have been so stupid for 24 years! Every day for 24 years I bought an individual can, talking myself into I will quit… I felt like screaming.. no crying.. no hitting something… get this out of me! I don’t want to be victim anymore. I am an addict! I am an addict! I am an addict!

With this realization I have found strength to carry on, to not be defined by a Kodiak out for my demise, but taking control of myself, knowing I am an addict and owning it.. .and at day 9Â… I am feeling powerful! Yesterday I made an official declaration of my freedom from the nic bitch by signing my name to my insurance that I am NOT a tobacco user!




Keep up the quit brother! Im on day 3  and Ive had cravings as well but I decided to clean up my diet and excercise in place of dipping and this morning I felt like I could kick supermans ass! Its a great feeling and we will only continue to feel better about ourselves the longer we abstain from the nasty dip!  Stay strong and I quit with you!

Josh/taterhater139

Keep pushing through. You going to began uncovering the lies daily. It is one thing for us to tell you the truths, but its another to see them and feel them. Each day you win makes the battle easier. Nafar and odaat my friend. Quit with you.

Good post Sports! You are winning back your freedom today!

I read thru that post of yours from this morning  I could relate to all that stuff. I remember being at the gas station on many an occassion and not having a credit card on hand or enough cash for a can of the evil weed... I would be in the parking lot scouring my car top to bottom to find any loose change... in the seats, under the seats, in the glove box... frantically loooking so I could to find enough to get my fix on. If I could not find enough I'd have to go home money  I would be totally stressed out. Man, that is no way to live!

We have uncovered the truths of our addicition. Don't get down cuz your an addict or think of yourself as a loser because of it. Never do that! It does not make you a bad person. The chemicals in this evil can are designed to suck us in... they are designed to make addicts. That is why it is so hard to get away from it. But you are doing it today! You are quitting today  I'm here with you! Feels pretty damn good! Keep on keepin on today!

Thanks for the reply man... it is a strength knowing that I have people who understand this shit! Back in my day... and I hate to admit it... I just stole the can if I didn't have the money... f'd up!

[Derk40]

The realization came at day 6!

Addicted to me meant something that I wanted in the moment or every so often. A perfect example was Mountain Dew. I drank about 80 ounces of Dew per day back when I was starting out in the work world. I would get headaches on the weekends and would buy Dew to avoid them. I finally said enough and quit drinking it. It was difficult at first but then it became very easy. I actually enjoyed losing the weight and feeling better about myself. Occasionally I still have a Dew when I have been working in the yard on the weekendÂ… but other than that I really donÂ’t have any.
For 24 years I treated chew like Dew… I could stop at any time, I was doing it to chill, because that is what my friends did, it was relaxing and took the edge off… just like chilling on the couch…  Then I started to be concerned with the cost… with how my mouth felt.. with a doctor encouraging me to quit… So I tried… and tried and tried… Chantix lasted about 4 days, nic gum lasted 8 hours, nic lozenges lasted 12 hours…

Then, prior to finding KTC, I went on a 5 day journey of quitting every day. I found myself at night not being able to resist the urge and I would buy a can, chew, and throw out the can. Day 4 of this journey I was sick of it, took my credit cards, cash, changeÂ… anything to do with money and handed it over to my wife. I knew I was weak and I didn't know how to not buy a can other than not having the means to do so. That day I found myself rummaging through drawers, closets etcÂ… until, walking into my sons room, there was a sense of relief as I saw his wallet on the floor. I opened it and there was cash. I took $5, ran to the nearest gas station and got the chew.

What a fucking loser I wasÂ… stealing from my own kids, rummaging through drawers so I could have that next dipÂ… what was going on with me! I felt like a crack addictÂ… but I wasn'tÂ… it was just chew. I was a good dad, a good husband, a good coach and attended church on Sunday. I just wasn't honest about what I was doingÂ… that was the problem... so I thoughtÂ…

9/23 my wife ran across KTC and sent me the link. I looked it over, but wasn't too into it. On 9/24 at 10 pm I was bored, decided to check the site out and the next thing I knew I was posting roll-callÂ… I have now been quit for 9 days!

The first 4 days I was crazy, no sleep, increased heart rate, anger, depression, craves, isolation, confusion, mouth sores, regret, sadness, desire for the bear, in a fog, losing track of reality, hopelessness etc. Then day 5 hit and it was full of energy.. and anger and felt I was on my way to breaking this (as one fellow quitter said.. I felt like I could kick SupermanÂ’s ass).

Then Day 6 hit, I posted my previous writing and I truly was longing for return. I wasn’t sure I could keep going on with this! Chewing seemed much easier than dealing with this shit. Then a fellow quitter shared a quote that went something like “the difference between a crack head and me is the choice of drug” At first I was pissed off because I was not like a crack head… I was not an addict… Then reality hit me upside the head… I am a fucking addict! How the hell could this have happened to me? How could I have been so stupid for 24 years! Every day for 24 years I bought an individual can, talking myself into I will quit… I felt like screaming.. no crying.. no hitting something… get this out of me! I don’t want to be victim anymore. I am an addict! I am an addict! I am an addict!

With this realization I have found strength to carry on, to not be defined by a Kodiak out for my demise, but taking control of myself, knowing I am an addict and owning it.. .and at day 9Â… I am feeling powerful! Yesterday I made an official declaration of my freedom from the nic bitch by signing my name to my insurance that I am NOT a tobacco user!




Keep up the quit brother! Im on day 3  and Ive had cravings as well but I decided to clean up my diet and excercise in place of dipping and this morning I felt like I could kick supermans ass! Its a great feeling and we will only continue to feel better about ourselves the longer we abstain from the nasty dip!  Stay strong and I quit with you!

Josh/taterhater139

Keep pushing through. You going to began uncovering the lies daily. It is one thing for us to tell you the truths, but its another to see them and feel them. Each day you win makes the battle easier. Nafar and odaat my friend. Quit with you.

Good post Sports! You are winning back your freedom today!

I read thru that post of yours from this morning  I could relate to all that stuff. I remember being at the gas station on many an occassion and not having a credit card on hand or enough cash for a can of the evil weed... I would be in the parking lot scouring my car top to bottom to find any loose change... in the seats, under the seats, in the glove box... frantically loooking so I could to find enough to get my fix on. If I could not find enough I'd have to go home money  I would be totally stressed out. Man, that is no way to live!

We have uncovered the truths of our addicition. Don't get down cuz your an addict or think of yourself as a loser because of it. Never do that! It does not make you a bad person. The chemicals in this evil can are designed to suck us in... they are designed to make addicts. That is why it is so hard to get away from it. But you are doing it today! You are quitting today  I'm here with you! Feels pretty damn good! Keep on keepin on today!

[Sportster4Ever]

More good stuff Sport. You are doing this, and inspiring the rest of us on the way.

Keep the good quit up.

Thanks Cali!

[CaliforniaSlim]

More good stuff Sport. You are doing this, and inspiring the rest of us on the way.

Keep the good quit up.

[srans]

The realization came at day 6!

Addicted to me meant something that I wanted in the moment or every so often. A perfect example was Mountain Dew. I drank about 80 ounces of Dew per day back when I was starting out in the work world. I would get headaches on the weekends and would buy Dew to avoid them. I finally said enough and quit drinking it. It was difficult at first but then it became very easy. I actually enjoyed losing the weight and feeling better about myself. Occasionally I still have a Dew when I have been working in the yard on the weekendÂ… but other than that I really donÂ’t have any.
For 24 years I treated chew like DewÂ… I could stop at any time, I was doing it to chill, because that is what my friends did, it was relaxing and took the edge offÂ… just like chilling on the couchÂ… Then I started to be concerned with the costÂ… with how my mouth felt.. with a doctor encouraging me to quitÂ… So I triedÂ… and tried and triedÂ… Chantix lasted about 4 days, nic gum lasted 8 hours, nic lozenges lasted 12 hoursÂ…

Then, prior to finding KTC, I went on a 5 day journey of quitting every day. I found myself at night not being able to resist the urge and I would buy a can, chew, and throw out the can. Day 4 of this journey I was sick of it, took my credit cards, cash, changeÂ… anything to do with money and handed it over to my wife. I knew I was weak and I didn't know how to not buy a can other than not having the means to do so. That day I found myself rummaging through drawers, closets etcÂ… until, walking into my sons room, there was a sense of relief as I saw his wallet on the floor. I opened it and there was cash. I took $5, ran to the nearest gas station and got the chew.

What a fucking loser I wasÂ… stealing from my own kids, rummaging through drawers so I could have that next dipÂ… what was going on with me! I felt like a crack addictÂ… but I wasn'tÂ… it was just chew. I was a good dad, a good husband, a good coach and attended church on Sunday. I just wasn't honest about what I was doingÂ… that was the problem... so I thoughtÂ…

9/23 my wife ran across KTC and sent me the link. I looked it over, but wasn't too into it. On 9/24 at 10 pm I was bored, decided to check the site out and the next thing I knew I was posting roll-callÂ… I have now been quit for 9 days!

The first 4 days I was crazy, no sleep, increased heart rate, anger, depression, craves, isolation, confusion, mouth sores, regret, sadness, desire for the bear, in a fog, losing track of reality, hopelessness etc. Then day 5 hit and it was full of energy.. and anger and felt I was on my way to breaking this (as one fellow quitter said.. I felt like I could kick SupermanÂ’s ass).

Then Day 6 hit, I posted my previous writing and I truly was longing for return. I wasn’t sure I could keep going on with this! Chewing seemed much easier than dealing with this shit. Then a fellow quitter shared a quote that went something like “the difference between a crack head and me is the choice of drug” At first I was pissed off because I was not like a crack head… I was not an addict… Then reality hit me upside the head… I am a fucking addict! How the hell could this have happened to me? How could I have been so stupid for 24 years! Every day for 24 years I bought an individual can, talking myself into I will quit… I felt like screaming.. no crying.. no hitting something… get this out of me! I don’t want to be victim anymore. I am an addict! I am an addict! I am an addict!

With this realization I have found strength to carry on, to not be defined by a Kodiak out for my demise, but taking control of myself, knowing I am an addict and owning it.. .and at day 9Â… I am feeling powerful! Yesterday I made an official declaration of my freedom from the nic bitch by signing my name to my insurance that I am NOT a tobacco user!




Keep up the quit brother! Im on day 3 and Ive had cravings as well but I decided to clean up my diet and excercise in place of dipping and this morning I felt like I could kick supermans ass! Its a great feeling and we will only continue to feel better about ourselves the longer we abstain from the nasty dip! Stay strong and I quit with you!

Josh/taterhater139

Keep pushing through. You going to began uncovering the lies daily. It is one thing for us to tell you the truths, but its another to see them and feel them. Each day you win makes the battle easier. Nafar and odaat my friend. Quit with you.

[taterhater139]

The realization came at day 6!

Addicted to me meant something that I wanted in the moment or every so often. A perfect example was Mountain Dew. I drank about 80 ounces of Dew per day back when I was starting out in the work world. I would get headaches on the weekends and would buy Dew to avoid them. I finally said enough and quit drinking it. It was difficult at first but then it became very easy. I actually enjoyed losing the weight and feeling better about myself. Occasionally I still have a Dew when I have been working in the yard on the weekendÂ… but other than that I really donÂ’t have any.
For 24 years I treated chew like DewÂ… I could stop at any time, I was doing it to chill, because that is what my friends did, it was relaxing and took the edge offÂ… just like chilling on the couchÂ… Then I started to be concerned with the costÂ… with how my mouth felt.. with a doctor encouraging me to quitÂ… So I triedÂ… and tried and triedÂ… Chantix lasted about 4 days, nic gum lasted 8 hours, nic lozenges lasted 12 hoursÂ…

Then, prior to finding KTC, I went on a 5 day journey of quitting every day. I found myself at night not being able to resist the urge and I would buy a can, chew, and throw out the can. Day 4 of this journey I was sick of it, took my credit cards, cash, changeÂ… anything to do with money and handed it over to my wife. I knew I was weak and I didn't know how to not buy a can other than not having the means to do so. That day I found myself rummaging through drawers, closets etcÂ… until, walking into my sons room, there was a sense of relief as I saw his wallet on the floor. I opened it and there was cash. I took $5, ran to the nearest gas station and got the chew.

What a fucking loser I wasÂ… stealing from my own kids, rummaging through drawers so I could have that next dipÂ… what was going on with me! I felt like a crack addictÂ… but I wasn'tÂ… it was just chew. I was a good dad, a good husband, a good coach and attended church on Sunday. I just wasn't honest about what I was doingÂ… that was the problem... so I thoughtÂ…

9/23 my wife ran across KTC and sent me the link. I looked it over, but wasn't too into it. On 9/24 at 10 pm I was bored, decided to check the site out and the next thing I knew I was posting roll-callÂ… I have now been quit for 9 days!

The first 4 days I was crazy, no sleep, increased heart rate, anger, depression, craves, isolation, confusion, mouth sores, regret, sadness, desire for the bear, in a fog, losing track of reality, hopelessness etc. Then day 5 hit and it was full of energy.. and anger and felt I was on my way to breaking this (as one fellow quitter said.. I felt like I could kick SupermanÂ’s ass).

Then Day 6 hit, I posted my previous writing and I truly was longing for return. I wasn’t sure I could keep going on with this! Chewing seemed much easier than dealing with this shit. Then a fellow quitter shared a quote that went something like “the difference between a crack head and me is the choice of drug” At first I was pissed off because I was not like a crack head… I was not an addict… Then reality hit me upside the head… I am a fucking addict! How the hell could this have happened to me? How could I have been so stupid for 24 years! Every day for 24 years I bought an individual can, talking myself into I will quit… I felt like screaming.. no crying.. no hitting something… get this out of me! I don’t want to be victim anymore. I am an addict! I am an addict! I am an addict!

With this realization I have found strength to carry on, to not be defined by a Kodiak out for my demise, but taking control of myself, knowing I am an addict and owning it.. .and at day 9Â… I am feeling powerful! Yesterday I made an official declaration of my freedom from the nic bitch by signing my name to my insurance that I am NOT a tobacco user!




Keep up the quit brother! Im on day 3 and Ive had cravings as well but I decided to clean up my diet and excercise in place of dipping and this morning I felt like I could kick supermans ass! Its a great feeling and we will only continue to feel better about ourselves the longer we abstain from the nasty dip! Stay strong and I quit with you!

Josh/taterhater139

[ParadigmDawg]

Good for you buddy.

You are going to have some really good days soon. Take those good days and recharge and get ready for some more difficult fights.

I think once I got really mad at my addiction, things got a little easier and it looks like you are there now.

I quit with you.

[Sportster4Ever]

The realization came at day 6!

Addicted to me meant something that I wanted in the moment or every so often. A perfect example was Mountain Dew. I drank about 80 ounces of Dew per day back when I was starting out in the work world. I would get headaches on the weekends and would buy Dew to avoid them. I finally said enough and quit drinking it. It was difficult at first but then it became very easy. I actually enjoyed losing the weight and feeling better about myself. Occasionally I still have a Dew when I have been working in the yard on the weekendÂ… but other than that I really donÂ’t have any.
For 24 years I treated chew like DewÂ… I could stop at any time, I was doing it to chill, because that is what my friends did, it was relaxing and took the edge offÂ… just like chilling on the couchÂ… Then I started to be concerned with the costÂ… with how my mouth felt.. with a doctor encouraging me to quitÂ… So I triedÂ… and tried and triedÂ… Chantix lasted about 4 days, nic gum lasted 8 hours, nic lozenges lasted 12 hoursÂ…

Then, prior to finding KTC, I went on a 5 day journey of quitting every day. I found myself at night not being able to resist the urge and I would buy a can, chew, and throw out the can. Day 4 of this journey I was sick of it, took my credit cards, cash, changeÂ… anything to do with money and handed it over to my wife. I knew I was weak and I didn't know how to not buy a can other than not having the means to do so. That day I found myself rummaging through drawers, closets etcÂ… until, walking into my sons room, there was a sense of relief as I saw his wallet on the floor. I opened it and there was cash. I took $5, ran to the nearest gas station and got the chew.

What a fucking loser I wasÂ… stealing from my own kids, rummaging through drawers so I could have that next dipÂ… what was going on with me! I felt like a crack addictÂ… but I wasn'tÂ… it was just chew. I was a good dad, a good husband, a good coach and attended church on Sunday. I just wasn't honest about what I was doingÂ… that was the problem... so I thoughtÂ…

9/23 my wife ran across KTC and sent me the link. I looked it over, but wasn't too into it. On 9/24 at 10 pm I was bored, decided to check the site out and the next thing I knew I was posting roll-callÂ… I have now been quit for 9 days!

The first 4 days I was crazy, no sleep, increased heart rate, anger, depression, craves, isolation, confusion, mouth sores, regret, sadness, desire for the bear, in a fog, losing track of reality, hopelessness etc. Then day 5 hit and it was full of energy.. and anger and felt I was on my way to breaking this (as one fellow quitter said.. I felt like I could kick SupermanÂ’s ass).

Then Day 6 hit, I posted my previous writing and I truly was longing for return. I wasn’t sure I could keep going on with this! Chewing seemed much easier than dealing with this shit. Then a fellow quitter shared a quote that went something like “the difference between a crack head and me is the choice of drug” At first I was pissed off because I was not like a crack head… I was not an addict… Then reality hit me upside the head… I am a fucking addict! How the hell could this have happened to me? How could I have been so stupid for 24 years! Every day for 24 years I bought an individual can, talking myself into I will quit… I felt like screaming.. no crying.. no hitting something… get this out of me! I don’t want to be victim anymore. I am an addict! I am an addict! I am an addict!

With this realization I have found strength to carry on, to not be defined by a Kodiak out for my demise, but taking control of myself, knowing I am an addict and owning it.. .and at day 9Â… I am feeling powerful! Yesterday I made an official declaration of my freedom from the nic bitch by signing my name to my insurance that I am NOT a tobacco user!

[Pinched]

You can do this! If I can do this you can too. I am an addict but each day I fight off this addiction I come one step closer to taking my life back. You have been given some very sage advice. I urge you to quit lie a beast today. Do not worry about tomorrow or the next day, just focus on today.

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[ParadigmDawg]

Day 5 is one heck of a start.

Here is a brief timeline on how my quit is going, I'm not sure if it's helpful or not but I made it for another new quitter and he seemed to like it.

"4 days is something to be proud of. The nic is out of your system so it's all fun and games now...right? Well F...guess what? Your body is use to living with nic and now it's mad and is about to really fight you.

The good news is that you understand how to use your tools and you have some good fight in you. The better news is that it gets so much easier very quickly. Now, I realize that "quickly" is a very relative term- as when you are suffering minute to minute, 5 or 6 weeks seem like 100 years. In reality, 5 or 6 weeks is not a very long time.

Keep in mind, I am no expert and I am just going off of what I have experienced the past 67 days. My "suck scale" looked something like this:

Day 1-3: bad fog, my brain didn't work at all. Very little sleep and couldn't take a dump to save my life. I wanted a dip every second of each day.

Day 4-10: Pretty much out of the fog but bad, bad cravings and headache every second of the day

Day 11-14: My cruise control days, I didn't think about dipping much and craves were few and far between. Sleeping good but too much.

Day 15-21 Starting to get my energy level back up. Craves about 2-4 per day and short. The first thing every morning, I started to get an empty and sick feeling in my stomach when I thought about not being able to dip. Started losing my temper easily.

Day 22-25 No real changes, cruising along but feeling a little depressed. I started learning how to hate my addiction and was really mad about it.

Day 26- 30: Wow, I was starting to gain a lot of weight. Weird how I replaced Cope with Ice Cream and cake. I don't even eat sweets but here I am 10 lbs heavier. I don't care, I'm not dipping and the craves are mild.

Day 31-38: Freaking fog was back, some nasty craves and my temper way out of control. WTF!

Day 39-60: The roller coaster days. Mod craves followed by no craves, bad temper and mild depression. A difficult time but I was not giving up at this point.

Day 61-71: The best days by far. Seldom think about dip, temper is way better, sleeping like a normal person and just feeling pretty darn good. I am stacking up these good days to recharge my batteries and prepare for the next round of fights".

Thanks for posting this! It really helps me prepare. At this point I just want to jump ahead because it is just so overwhelming... But I can't so I will push through and overcome!

Not a problem man, I've got this with you, it's not going to be an issue.

[Minny]

Day 5 is one heck of a start.

Here is a brief timeline on how my quit is going, I'm not sure if it's helpful or not but I made it for another new quitter and he seemed to like it.

"4 days is something to be proud of. The nic is out of your system so it's all fun and games now...right? Well F...guess what? Your body is use to living with nic and now it's mad and is about to really fight you.

The good news is that you understand how to use your tools and you have some good fight in you. The better news is that it gets so much easier very quickly. Now, I realize that "quickly" is a very relative term- as when you are suffering minute to minute, 5 or 6 weeks seem like 100 years. In reality, 5 or 6 weeks is not a very long time.

Keep in mind, I am no expert and I am just going off of what I have experienced the past 67 days. My "suck scale" looked something like this:

Day 1-3: bad fog, my brain didn't work at all. Very little sleep and couldn't take a dump to save my life. I wanted a dip every second of each day.

Day 4-10: Pretty much out of the fog but bad, bad cravings and headache every second of the day

Day 11-14: My cruise control days, I didn't think about dipping much and craves were few and far between. Sleeping good but too much.

Day 15-21 Starting to get my energy level back up. Craves about 2-4 per day and short. The first thing every morning, I started to get an empty and sick feeling in my stomach when I thought about not being able to dip. Started losing my temper easily.

Day 22-25 No real changes, cruising along but feeling a little depressed. I started learning how to hate my addiction and was really mad about it.

Day 26- 30: Wow, I was starting to gain a lot of weight. Weird how I replaced Cope with Ice Cream and cake. I don't even eat sweets but here I am 10 lbs heavier. I don't care, I'm not dipping and the craves are mild.

Day 31-38: Freaking fog was back, some nasty craves and my temper way out of control. WTF!

Day 39-60: The roller coaster days. Mod craves followed by no craves, bad temper and mild depression. A difficult time but I was not giving up at this point.

Day 61-71: The best days by far. Seldom think about dip, temper is way better, sleeping like a normal person and just feeling pretty darn good. I am stacking up these good days to recharge my batteries and prepare for the next round of fights".

Thanks for posting this! It really helps me prepare. At this point I just want to jump ahead because it is just so overwhelming... But I can't so I will push through and overcome!

Quitting "forever" can be overwhelming which is why I'm not a fan of the common definition for the acronym NAFAR (Never Again For Any Reason). Instead I use "Not Any For Any Reason" and One Day At A Time.

Not any for any reason today, Monday, September 30th. Can you handle that? Yes.

+1 ODAAT

[Sportster4Ever]

Day 5 is one heck of a start.

Here is a brief timeline on how my quit is going, I'm not sure if it's helpful or not but I made it for another new quitter and he seemed to like it.

"4 days is something to be proud of. The nic is out of your system so it's all fun and games now...right? Well F...guess what? Your body is use to living with nic and now it's mad and is about to really fight you.

The good news is that you understand how to use your tools and you have some good fight in you. The better news is that it gets so much easier very quickly. Now, I realize that "quickly" is a very relative term- as when you are suffering minute to minute, 5 or 6 weeks seem like 100 years. In reality, 5 or 6 weeks is not a very long time.

Keep in mind, I am no expert and I am just going off of what I have experienced the past 67 days. My "suck scale" looked something like this:

Day 1-3: bad fog, my brain didn't work at all. Very little sleep and couldn't take a dump to save my life. I wanted a dip every second of each day.

Day 4-10: Pretty much out of the fog but bad, bad cravings and headache every second of the day

Day 11-14: My cruise control days, I didn't think about dipping much and craves were few and far between. Sleeping good but too much.

Day 15-21 Starting to get my energy level back up. Craves about 2-4 per day and short. The first thing every morning, I started to get an empty and sick feeling in my stomach when I thought about not being able to dip. Started losing my temper easily.

Day 22-25 No real changes, cruising along but feeling a little depressed. I started learning how to hate my addiction and was really mad about it.

Day 26- 30: Wow, I was starting to gain a lot of weight. Weird how I replaced Cope with Ice Cream and cake. I don't even eat sweets but here I am 10 lbs heavier. I don't care, I'm not dipping and the craves are mild.

Day 31-38: Freaking fog was back, some nasty craves and my temper way out of control. WTF!

Day 39-60: The roller coaster days. Mod craves followed by no craves, bad temper and mild depression. A difficult time but I was not giving up at this point.

Day 61-71: The best days by far. Seldom think about dip, temper is way better, sleeping like a normal person and just feeling pretty darn good. I am stacking up these good days to recharge my batteries and prepare for the next round of fights".

Thanks for posting this! It really helps me prepare. At this point I just want to jump ahead because it is just so overwhelming... But I can't so I will push through and overcome!

[CaliforniaSlim]

Day 5 was a good day. Adrenaline was flowing and I felt energy like I haven't since I started this. At my sons football game a friend asked how I was doing... I said I wanted to fuck someone up.. Figuratively of course... But that is how I felt. The nic bitch was out of my system and it was nice to feel. Last night was not good... I was anxious and couldn't sit still. I wondered the house until 1 am trying to calm down. Then swat was on tv, I got interested, fell asleep. Today I feel like I have lost a friend that was always there for me. Kept me calm and able to focus. A friend that had a sign of strength... The BEAR! I continually think of the bear...  Want to pinch her and taste the mint... Pack it with my tongue... Spit.

Then I realize how fucked up that thinking is.... This nic bitch took over every facet of my life. Always on my mind and when not in my lip I was wanting her. Even now that she is gone she continues to plague my thoughts and desires. Her price was $5 per day but it was more than that... I was a liar because of her. What started out as occasional now was every waking hour. How could I let this happen?! She change who I was and who I wanted to be!

The road to freedom is not easy and I am hating the day I ever picked the nic bitch up. Now it is time to go our separate ways... But I do miss her... Just get out of my head and out of life. Let me be the person I am meant to be to myself, my kids, my family, my wife, my friends etc. leave me the fuck alone.... 

A person once said... A smart person learns by their mistakes, but a wise person learns from others mistakes. Last night I pleaded with my son to stay away from this shit... I hope he is wise.

Sportster4ever... Wanting the nic bitch gone forever!

we all used to feel the same way as you, but now we don't. dip is one of the furthest things from my mind now. This is the simple truth. In time you will feel the same way, and you'll have gone through a transformation that will change you to the core. Post everyday first thing. Exercise will help calm you down. I should know - I'd have to look it up but around the 20's for me I busted my weedwacker in half. just pounded the shit out of it on the ground, boy did that feel good.. then one of the elders told me to exercise. much cheaper than replacing my stuff. by the way in my signature is my quit video about the bear.
kill the friggin bear, i do every damn day... peace

That is good stuff Sport. Anytime you look deep, your quit grows 5-fold stronge. In the beginning, I felt the same way, that I was parting ways with a friend. But, over time, you will see that dip was never your friend. You will see it for the parasite it is, stealing your time, money, health, freedom.... You name it, nic has stolen it from us.
Proud to be quit with you.

[ParadigmDawg]

Day 5 is one heck of a start.

Here is a brief timeline on how my quit is going, I'm not sure if it's helpful or not but I made it for another new quitter and he seemed to like it.

"4 days is something to be proud of. The nic is out of your system so it's all fun and games now...right? Well F...guess what? Your body is use to living with nic and now it's mad and is about to really fight you.

The good news is that you understand how to use your tools and you have some good fight in you. The better news is that it gets so much easier very quickly. Now, I realize that "quickly" is a very relative term- as when you are suffering minute to minute, 5 or 6 weeks seem like 100 years. In reality, 5 or 6 weeks is not a very long time.

Keep in mind, I am no expert and I am just going off of what I have experienced the past 67 days. My "suck scale" looked something like this:

Day 1-3: bad fog, my brain didn't work at all. Very little sleep and couldn't take a dump to save my life. I wanted a dip every second of each day.

Day 4-10: Pretty much out of the fog but bad, bad cravings and headache every second of the day

Day 11-14: My cruise control days, I didn't think about dipping much and craves were few and far between. Sleeping good but too much.

Day 15-21 Starting to get my energy level back up. Craves about 2-4 per day and short. The first thing every morning, I started to get an empty and sick feeling in my stomach when I thought about not being able to dip. Started losing my temper easily.

Day 22-25 No real changes, cruising along but feeling a little depressed. I started learning how to hate my addiction and was really mad about it.

Day 26- 30: Wow, I was starting to gain a lot of weight. Weird how I replaced Cope with Ice Cream and cake. I don't even eat sweets but here I am 10 lbs heavier. I don't care, I'm not dipping and the craves are mild.

Day 31-38: Freaking fog was back, some nasty craves and my temper way out of control. WTF!

Day 39-60: The roller coaster days. Mod craves followed by no craves, bad temper and mild depression. A difficult time but I was not giving up at this point.

Day 61-71: The best days by far. Seldom think about dip, temper is way better, sleeping like a normal person and just feeling pretty darn good. I am stacking up these good days to recharge my batteries and prepare for the next round of fights".