I'm 42 years old and I've been using for 25 years. I've never considered myself a "heavy dipper" as I only dipped about 2-3 tins a month. I am a liar. I was dipping every day, but small dips that I would leave in for hours. I dip when I drink, tell myself a lie that it will help me not get drunk. I dip when I drive, tell myself it will keep me awake at the wheel. I dip when I have a work deadline I need to meet, tell myself that it helps me focus. I dip when I'm around people who dip and I dip when I'm alone. The only time I don't dip is when I'm around my kids. Unless you count long car trips. I am a liar. I've quit several times. Last time it was for a few months. During that time I did have a dip here and there, but wasn't buying any dip. That counts right? I'm sick of it. I went to a store that advertised the non-tobacco Hooch. I got to the store and they didn't have any. The guy at the counter asked if I wanted this insteadÂ… holds up tin of kodiak. I hate Kodiak, but in that moment I wanted it. Immediately I thought, well I triedÂ…Â…Â… It was close, but I ended up buying sunflower seeds instead. Very small victory. Every day needs to be a series of small victories. It's not like anyone is going to force me to dip, I control what happens, not the dick that offered me kodiak when I asked for non-tobacco dip, not my friend who offers me a dip on the golf course, not the little nicotine receptors in my brain. I control what happens. Day one halfway over.