I feel young to most of y'all. Young and dumb. I only started less than a year ago, during my first semester at college at age 18. Stress hit in and i decided to give it a shot, what's the big deal? All my friends do it and I didn't see anything wrong with them. Well that 1 pouch came and then its 10 months later and I was putting in 7 pouches to just feel anything. I hated craving it. I hated needing it. I hated sneaking it past my girlfriend despite the fact I was guilty and already told her. I don't want to quit for anyone, I want to quit for myself. I am quit since august 5th 2014. The day I will never forget. The one that probably saved my life.