This is the story of the dead can. But first I'd like to start off with a little background on myself.
Hi I'm Jacob. I had been chewing cope snuff for 8 years ever since I was 14. I guess that makes me 22 now. I work for myself building websites. I have a wonderfully beautiful girlfriend of 1 year who I love to death. I have a lot I think, I have friends and family. But I have my demons just like everyone else and I guess in coming here I'm trying to kill one of them.
I don't really know why I started chewing, only that I did. I don't really remember not having chew in my mouth. I know you're probably thinking that 8 years isn't that long. but for most of my life.. (that I can remember anywho) I've been chewing.
So yesterday I threw out all my cans all my spit bottles all my gross habits. I went to the gas station but instead of buying dip I bought Sunflower seeds.
My head hurts right now. I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to say... But thanks for reading. And thanks in advance for the support.
~Jacob
welcome Jacob!
what you said, was fine. One day of chewing is way too long for anybody in my opinion. I won't sugar coat this.... this shit is tough! It will test your intestinal fortitude, but it is possible. hunker down, drink lots of water and/ or friut juice, stay away from caffeine as much as possible, because without the poison in your system, caffeine will do weird things...
read read read......as much as you can on the site
one more thing, don't go to the gas/cancer staition for awhile, do yourself a favor and make a list and go to the grocery store instead...they have everything there and it's probably cheaper, plus you don't have to stare down the wall of tobacco products.