So I've been stalking the site for several days but couldn't figure out how to register. Thank you chewie for helping me out.
My story isn't much different than many that I've read here. I put in my first lipper in middle school, and really didn't like it. I lived in a small, lumber town and played baseball, which pretty much guaranteed that I'd at least take a run at making dip a long term habit. By the end of high school, I was hooked. People came in and out of my life for the next 17 years, but 'Old Blue' was always there for me. What a freaking joke.
I've been a consistent 4-5 can a week guy since then. I would eat Top Ramen and crackers during college, saving money on food so that I could spend it on dip. I figured I'd quit someday, but someday never came. I'd dip when I first got up in the morning, throughout the day at work, and would stay up at night to squeeze the last one in before hitting the sack.
A couple weeks ago, I started thinking more seriously about the future. Being a slave to a drug or getting cancer would pretty much fuck up my plans. So I had to make a choice, quit the dip or give up on myself. Seemed like a pretty easy choice when framed that way. I spit my last dip out around 10 pm on Sunday July 11, 2010.
The headaches were intolerable for four or five days, but they mostly have passed. I can't concentrate for shit, I can't sleep and I'm exhausted, but I feel great mentally. I feel like I'm taking my life back and it's awesome. I've leaned on the Smokey Mountain fake crap for the last few days, and it's terrible. But it's certainly less terrible than a tin of Mint. I wish I had never started this crap, but I'm here now, and I'm not going back down that road again.
Looking forward to the suck with you all.
-Seth