My story-- 41 years old, been an addict for 15 years. Started with some softball buddies chewing and me thinking "yeah, I will try that, what can it hurt?" to a can every other day and ninja dipping, staying up late just for a chew, waking up first thing in the morning and putting one in..etc...
Have gotten to the point that chewing is so ingrained in my daily life, that it is scary. Many times before when I tried quitting on my own , my addiction would come up with shit like "you only live once, so enjoy it" and "you have to die from something" and basically freaking out thinking about going the rest of my life without chew. So sad.
Made it thru day 1 (posted yesterday), and posted this morning. It's been a struggle so far but I know it is just the beginning, and it will get worse. I also believe this site works like many have said it does because of active involvement, accountability and leaning on each other. So basically here I am, asking for a support group and also offering my help to others as they start their journey and also fight the fight every day. I know I am ready because I truly want to quit. Do I want to quit for my kids and wife? Of course. Do I want to quit so as not to feel ashamed every time I drive a dentist office? Sure. And the list goes on. But most of all, I want to quit for me. I know my life will be better without chewing instead of the opposite like I have thought for so many years.
Thanks--BigDaddyLC