July 09 Quitters

[Kdip]

and a new method I invented for removing a lost condom from a chick's uterus.)

Steak Tongs work.

'crackup' 'crackup' 'crackup'

[RAZD611]

and a new method I invented for removing a lost condom from a chick's uterus.)

Steak Tongs work.

[Skoal Monster]

Ya know, I'm glad somebody had the balls to bring this up, I sure as hell didn't. I hit a flippin brick wall around 460. Didn't get out of it until , well.... hopefully now. Just was thinking that I was feeling better today. In any case, nice to see some of my favorite quitters hitting the same patch of shit. I wonder if there is a post comma funk.

'bang head' 'bang head' 'bang head'

[sensei]

The Four-Hundreds Funk©®™

[GlennFtheKodiak]

The Four-Hundreds Funk

I've been relatively quiet lately. I post roll and stay quit, but I've been tired. Frustrated with caving newbies. Not feeling very inspired.

The one-year milestone is behind me. That was a BIG one. Day 500 is coming, but I don't care. I don't get much out of counting my days anymore. I even lose track.

This is a funk. The Four-Hundreds Funk. (This is copyrighted, along with "the Five-Hundreds Funk" and a new method I invented for removing a lost condom from a chick's uterus.)

Never before has it been more clear to me that quitting is a choice. A decision. Not a cumulative one, but a series of distinct moments where I battle back the demons and stay clean.

And I have to admit: It's sometimes difficult. I'm sorry if you're on Day 17 or Day 105 or Day 277 and believe you'll be free from cravings and confusion and sadness and disappointment. I'm afraid you won't be. Yes, I am shitting on your hopes. But I don't care.

Because the fact is, there's a decision to make. Every day - sometimes every minute - you choose to stay off the poison. And I really do believe that each time we do this, we gain a little more ground on the Bitch. We inch closer and closer to not only freedom, but peace. It may never come entirely, but it's right THERE. Ahhhhhhhhhh. Nice.

When it gets hard, ask yourself if it isn't worth it to be quit. Ask yourself if it would be better to sneak around spitting into a fucking coffee cup and having a mouthful of pre-cancerous leukoplakia and a racing heartbeat and NOT GETTING ANYTHING FROM IT. Not a thing.

I ask myself all these things, and it makes any funk not only completely irrelevant, but completely powerless.

I may not give a shit that I'll hit Day 500 soon, but I DO care that I go home at night, look at my son and wife, and know they're getting the best of me.

That's a sure-fire Funk Beater. (Also copyrighted.)

that about sums it up for me too.

plus too many Republicans. 'Finger'

[DeanTheCoot]

The Four-Hundreds Funk

I've been relatively quiet lately. I post roll and stay quit, but I've been tired. Frustrated with caving newbies. Not feeling very inspired.

The one-year milestone is behind me. That was a BIG one. Day 500 is coming, but I don't care. I don't get much out of counting my days anymore. I even lose track.

This is a funk. The Four-Hundreds Funk. (This is copyrighted, along with "the Five-Hundreds Funk" and a new method I invented for removing a lost condom from a chick's uterus.)

Never before has it been more clear to me that quitting is a choice. A decision. Not a cumulative one, but a series of distinct moments where I battle back the demons and stay clean.

And I have to admit: It's sometimes difficult. I'm sorry if you're on Day 17 or Day 105 or Day 277 and believe you'll be free from cravings and confusion and sadness and disappointment. I'm afraid you won't be. Yes, I am shitting on your hopes. But I don't care.

Because the fact is, there's a decision to make. Every day - sometimes every minute - you choose to stay off the poison. And I really do believe that each time we do this, we gain a little more ground on the Bitch. We inch closer and closer to not only freedom, but peace. It may never come entirely, but it's right THERE. Ahhhhhhhhhh. Nice.

When it gets hard, ask yourself if it isn't worth it to be quit. Ask yourself if it would be better to sneak around spitting into a fucking coffee cup and having a mouthful of pre-cancerous leukoplakia and a racing heartbeat and NOT GETTING ANYTHING FROM IT. Not a thing.

I ask myself all these things, and it makes any funk not only completely irrelevant, but completely powerless.

I may not give a shit that I'll hit Day 500 soon, but I DO care that I go home at night, look at my son and wife, and know they're getting the best of me.

That's a sure-fire Funk Beater. (Also copyrighted.)

[DeanTheCoot]

5. Watching my cousin Stephanie at the beach

please say it's by marriage, please say it's by marriage


good to hear the wisdom again

Nope! She even looks a little bit like me.

[Greg5280]

Things that make me as excited as I was to get an e-mail from SWJ this morning

(In honor of, and inspired by, being excited.)

1. Hearing that one of the "Coreys" was dead. (One more to go.)

2. Seeing a kid pee on something he's not supposed to, like a potted plant or dog

3. Solar flares

4. Thinking I accidentally diarrheaed in my pants but discovering that it was just a scary fart and sweat from my lower back

5. Watching my cousin Stephanie at the beach

6. Stealing

7. Ejaculating into a towel at Planet Fitness and putting it back in the pile

8. Explaining to the police that I am not actually a member of Planet Fitness

9. Electrocuting myself with an old appliance

10. The mom from "Silver Spoons"

Tell SWJ to get in here and post some funny shit again. That guy cracks me up.

[cdforecheck]

5. Watching my cousin Stephanie at the beach

please say it's by marriage, please say it's by marriage


good to hear the wisdom again

[DeanTheCoot]

Things that make me as excited as I was to get an e-mail from SWJ this morning

(In honor of, and inspired by, being excited.)

1. Hearing that one of the "Coreys" was dead. (One more to go.)

2. Seeing a kid pee on something he's not supposed to, like a potted plant or dog

3. Solar flares

4. Thinking I accidentally diarrheaed in my pants but discovering that it was just a scary fart and sweat from my lower back

5. Watching my cousin Stephanie at the beach

6. Stealing

7. Ejaculating into a towel at Planet Fitness and putting it back in the pile

8. Explaining to the police that I am not actually a member of Planet Fitness

9. Electrocuting myself with an old appliance

10. The mom from "Silver Spoons"

[theo3wood]

The support and distraction of this site has kept that purpose in the forefront. I have a tendency to take things very seriously for a short period of time and then let them fade away. KTC has kept my quit in the forefront on a daily basis.

This right here is the BALLS. It's exactly what I tried to communicate in my HOF speech. And it's exactly what keeps me quit today. Like literally, today. Without KTC, I'd be dipping at 3:23 p.m. on April 8, 2010. No fucking question.

It's both interesting and scary that we operate at a similar wavelength, Smokey.

(That wavelength, BTW, is on the 666 Hz spectrum. THE DEVIL INSIDE, just like INXS)

Gashboy - 'Kiss'  - Smokeyg

[DeanTheCoot]

The support and distraction of this site has kept that purpose in the forefront. I have a tendency to take things very seriously for a short period of time and then let them fade away. KTC has kept my quit in the forefront on a daily basis.

This right here is the BALLS. It's exactly what I tried to communicate in my HOF speech. And it's exactly what keeps me quit today. Like literally, today. Without KTC, I'd be dipping at 3:23 p.m. on April 8, 2010. No fucking question.

It's both interesting and scary that we operate at a similar wavelength, Smokey.

(That wavelength, BTW, is on the 666 Hz spectrum. THE DEVIL INSIDE, just like INXS)

[Smokeyg]

I was thinking...

I want to go back in time two or three years...back to when I dipped. I want to do this for one reason: to figure out why I didn't quit back then. I'd like to feel, once again, what it was like to be a dipper, just so I could compare it to what I am now (a completely awesome quitter) and figure out why it took me so long to stay quit.

The thing is, I've been pondering "choice." Last March, I didn't want to quit. At all. My HOF speech explains this. Nonetheless, I did quit. Not for just a few days or a couple weeks, but for the long haul. How the fuck did I do that? What was different then? Hell, what's different today?

Does anyone see WTF I'm getting at? How did I transform absolutely NO desire to quit into complete quit ownage? Was it really choice alone?

It's gotta be. And if so, why can't EVERYONE make that choice? WTF is WRONG with everyone?

Who was I three years ago?

I probably have no business in this discussion, save for the fact that I'm barely removed from being that guy (22 days). I don't even really recognize or understand him already, except that the stench of shame, guilt and cowardice is still on me. Deep down we all know, I suppose, the chemical reactions that made us think we didn't "want" to quit, even in the face of all evidence that it was obviously the thing to do.

I really feel like a badass at meager 22 days, and it is as simple as making the choice but, yeah, why wasn't it simple years ago? Why am I able to be a badass today, one who makes the right choice in the face of irrational chemical urges (that is to say, to be an actual man), when I couldn't make that same choice every day for years? Why couldn't I choose to be a man instead of a loser then like I can now? Probably will never know exactly.

I think Lochi might be on to something. It's lame as hell that we need to be taught how to be a man at our respectively advanced years (38 for me), but that appears to be the case. For me I guess somebody had to put it to me in just the right way for me to stop acting like a complete child. If only the earlier yeller me, and all the other folks out there dipping could have it put to them just the right way, maybe they'd learn how to make grownup choices.

22 days is QUIT! I say focus on your current badass self. No regrets. You've got this.

[teamgreen]

I was thinking...

I want to go back in time two or three years...back to when I dipped. I want to do this for one reason: to figure out why I didn't quit back then. I'd like to feel, once again, what it was like to be a dipper, just so I could compare it to what I am now (a completely awesome quitter) and figure out why it took me so long to stay quit.

The thing is, I've been pondering "choice." Last March, I didn't want to quit. At all. My HOF speech explains this. Nonetheless, I did quit. Not for just a few days or a couple weeks, but for the long haul. How the fuck did I do that? What was different then? Hell, what's different today?

Does anyone see WTF I'm getting at? How did I transform absolutely NO desire to quit into complete quit ownage? Was it really choice alone?

It's gotta be. And if so, why can't EVERYONE make that choice? WTF is WRONG with everyone?

Who was I three years ago?

I probably have no business in this discussion, save for the fact that I'm barely removed from being that guy (22 days). I don't even really recognize or understand him already, except that the stench of shame, guilt and cowardice is still on me. Deep down we all know, I suppose, the chemical reactions that made us think we didn't "want" to quit, even in the face of all evidence that it was obviously the thing to do.

I really feel like a badass at meager 22 days, and it is as simple as making the choice but, yeah, why wasn't it simple years ago? Why am I able to be a badass today, one who makes the right choice in the face of irrational chemical urges (that is to say, to be an actual man), when I couldn't make that same choice every day for years? Why couldn't I choose to be a man instead of a loser then like I can now? Probably will never know exactly.

I think Lochi might be on to something. It's lame as hell that we need to be taught how to be a man at our respectively advanced years (38 for me), but that appears to be the case. For me I guess somebody had to put it to me in just the right way for me to stop acting like a complete child. If only the earlier yeller me, and all the other folks out there dipping could have it put to them just the right way, maybe they'd learn how to make grownup choices.

[Smokeyg]

I was thinking...

I want to go back in time two or three years...back to when I dipped. I want to do this for one reason: to figure out why I didn't quit back then. I'd like to feel, once again, what it was like to be a dipper, just so I could compare it to what I am now (a completely awesome quitter) and figure out why it took me so long to stay quit.

The thing is, I've been pondering "choice." Last March, I didn't want to quit. At all. My HOF speech explains this. Nonetheless, I did quit. Not for just a few days or a couple weeks, but for the long haul. How the fuck did I do that? What was different then? Hell, what's different today?

Does anyone see WTF I'm getting at? How did I transform absolutely NO desire to quit into complete quit ownage? Was it really choice alone?

It's gotta be. And if so, why can't EVERYONE make that choice? WTF is WRONG with everyone?

Who was I three years ago?

You bring up some good questions. I'm wondering if the genius behind a site like KTC might be the answer? Only speaking for myself (a 50 day quitter), the day I found KTC was my Day 1 because I could see the wisdom behind daily roll call and personal accountability.

I think it's a combination of things. I entered my quit with a clear sense of purpose - I knew I was limiting all aspects of my life. I truly wanted to quit for me and for the people I love. I think a person needs that mindset in order to be successful. Some have it coming in, some pick it up along the way, and some never see the light. The support and distraction of this site has kept that purpose in the forefront. I have a tendency to take things very seriously for a short period of time and then let them fade away. KTC has kept my quit in the forefront on a daily basis. Quitting is not a fad, it is a lifestyle. And everything about it is positive. I feel like I understand myself much better now than when I was using and I am a better person for it.