Today is day 15 and is the longest time I have been dip-free in sixteen years. It actually took me a couple of minutes to add up the years. When I write it down or say it out loud like that, it really hits me: I have had a serious problem.Â
I guess I don't really have any strongly impacting story that caused me to want to quit. Dipping for me has always been about me. It was my thing. My guilty pleasure. I could close myself off in the study, put in a dip, watch ESPN at the computer, and just enjoy being alone. I never realized how much I looked forward to that until two weeks ago. It was a Monday, my first day quit, and a typically difficult one. As I was wrapping up the work day, all I could think about was, "I'm not going to be able to do what I want when I get home." It really surprised me how disappointing that was. That is when it occurred to me that I was doing the right thing, just to not have something control my life like that. I am done with it. Even as I say that, I still think in the back of my mind, "Man, I could really go for a dip."Â
15 days may not seem like much, but for me it has already been an eternity. Already good things have come of this: no more spit can by the computer (girlfriend is happy about that), no more late night runs to the gas station, no more heartburn (I am really happy about that one), girlfriend and I go to bed at the same time now instead of me staying up late to have a dip in private...the list goes on. So many benefits to quitting. What am I losing? Um...well...yeah, I feel stupid for all the time and money I wasted on something that is trying to kill me. 15 days free...a lifetime of freedom awaits.
Dave.
Seems like I just read what I wrote from my life. It is so amazing how we all can relate to the addiction.
Alone time, ESPN, staying up late and not going to bed at the same time. Gas station runs. Been there.
15 days is awesome. 41 days for me.
I don't give a shit now to have my alone time with heartburn. Now that I have been quit for a month after roughly 20 years dipping....I see that chewing tobacco is a load of shit.
There is nothing good about it. NOTHING. Just make sure you burned the bridge and go forward quitting every day you wake up now.
I was so sad when I quit. It was like I broke up with my mistress or something. Today, its like tobacco was a sabotage junkie. Robbed me of my money, freedom, relationships and integrity.
I don't entertain or glamorize anything dealing with tobacco. I divorced the nic bitch and I wish she would just fuck off an die. I crave but when it comes, I put my fists up and knock the crave out cold. Do not entertain any fondness with the poison.
You post roll, and promise to quit for that day. When the craving comes, you can overcome it. KTC has amazing selfless supporters you can call on. Then repeat the next day...if tomorrow comes think about it then.
I think 15 days is a great start and too much time has passed to look back. Look forward and stay the course. My quit has been a blast of life. Good times, pain and heartache, victory...but the nicotine whore hasn't defeated me. Enjoy the divorce but cut her off with no thought of taking her back. Its over, its done. Fuck her!!!!!!!!!!
Welcome to KTC. 'oh yeah'