I've been married to my wife for a little over 6 years. Last night was the worst night of my marriage. The impetus? This site. This literally came out of her mouth: "I wish you would just chew. Just start chewing again. This isn't worth it. You're trying to hide the fact that you're quitting from me." WHAT? A license to chew? You're telling me you're fine if I start chewing again and you're okay dealing with the consequences if I start again??? You would rather me chew than quit with a bunch of strangers???
Fuck that ma'am. I don't give a damn who gives me a license to chew. My wife, kids, boss, you fuckers, etc. I'm done. I've had a shitty mouth the last few days, and wanna know why? I'm coming to the realization that I will never touch that shit again. That worm dirt, nicotine-infused, cat turd? I don't need it. I could have taken about nineteen chews so far today and wanna know how many I've had??? Zero. In fact, it's practically -5. Not only did I not even consider it, but my quit was strengthened in the biggest way today. I don't need it. I don't want it. I QUIT FOR TODAY. You got a problem with it? File it in the cylindrical filing cabinet.
I am done. Not one single person in this world, the love of my life included, will give me a license to chew ever again. I'm done. I don't need it. I'm not hiding a damn thing. 31 days ago, I quit, and that's the end of the story. I love my wife and I love my kids, but I've "quit" for them before, and started again when I reasoned that I was a better husband, father, son, etc. when I chewed. I'm not that guy any more. I haven't had a dip in 31 days, and I certainly am not going to throw that away now because of a fight with my wife. I have never been more quit in my life. I don't even feel the urge despite the permission. I'm quit for me and only me. Hopefully my wife and kids benefit from that, but I'm quit because I don't want to die.
Thanks all, this site has saved my life. I would have been begging for this "permission" before. I'm not any more. I never needed dip. I thought I did, but I didn't. It didn't relax me, it didn't take away any stress, it didn't make me feel any better. It fucked with my psyche, but for 31 straight days, it has not. I have won this battle for 31 days in a row and I feel like a million bucks. Freedom is where I'm at. I choose freedom and it's awesome.