My name is Matthew, I am 37 years old and I have been addicted to Copenhagen since I was roughly 15 years old. I have had momentary lapses in my addiction but have never been able to put it to bed. I have 3 beautiful kids, 2 boys and 1 girl and just found out another boy on the way. Anyhow, I have plenty of reasons to want to live a long life. I guess I just never really wanted to quit for myself, when I came to that realization I guess it hit me how selfish I was being and how selfish I am with regards to keeping this habit. Then I got mad, really mad, that I (felt) like was being held hostage by this drug / chemical that I cannot get the courage/strength to stop - for good.
So, I was leaving work on Christmas eve, was a little pissed that I had to rummage through my desk and find a can so Id have some for the ride home - anyhow something clicked and I tossed the can into the garbage. So I put this as my 5th or 6th day without dip. Anyhow, was having some seriously gnarly cravings as I sat down at my desk this morning (I work in Law Enforcement so its everywhere and all the garbage cans have spit in em). Anyhow, was looking (googling) stories and really just trying to get my mind off of the cravings, found this site, wasn't going to join, but figured everything I have done in the past has failed so here goes... Thanks for stopping by and reading, and giving me a place to vent, I feel better already.