I was at a wedding this weekend in which my best friend got married. I had the honor of being his best man, and I realized something during the celebration weekend.
I was able to get through the entire weekend without having a lip turd in my mouth, and it didn't hit me until late Sunday night, meaning I am making huge strides in my quit. The last couple of weekends it's been on my mind a lot, but it didn't even phase me this weekend.
Just wanted to share that - Keeping the mindset of one day at a time is truly the best thing, and if I can do this, anyone can.
Stay strong Brothers!