Well...this is it. Just threw away the rest of my can and announced to my wife and daughter that I was no longer a dipper. And I'm scared as hell...
A little about me. My name is Matt, I'm 44 years old and have been an addict since age 13. I actually went nic free from ages 22-36. Thought I was free from the damn stuff until I started a new job and found a new buddy that re-introduced me to the dip.
Oh yeah, I have a 16 year old son with severe autism that ironically enough just interrupted me from finishing this post for the last hour by throwing a major tantrum. Ugghhh...this is gonna be a bitch.
In my spare time, I enjoy playing bass guitar and have been lucky enough to play a few gigs each year with friends. I wouldn't really call us a band, but it's as close as one can get I suppose.
I'm thankful that I found this site and am confident you guys can get me through this. I'm going to try to post on roll call tomorrow morning if I can figure it out.
I have my arsenal of fake dip ready for tomorrow, so here goes the journey that will change my life for the better.
