Hey all , 30 year shit dipper here. I've been chewing since I was 15. I quit in the late 90's for 1 1/2 years, went boozing with some buddies, had a chew and it's been full throttle ever since. Made a deal with the Mrs. last year, if she lost X amount of weight, I'd quit. Well she lost X amount of weight, X2. So, 2 weeks ago I "quit" cold turkey for about 18 hours. I don't have to tell anyone here how that went. So the past 2 weeks, it's been, "I'm quitting tomorrow." I've been using the patches, rip the patch off, put in a chew. I've dumped probably 4 cans of Skoal down the drain over the past 2weeks, only to find myself running to the store to buy another.
Well I say 'Finger' to Skoal Original fine cut. I dumped the last and final can down the shitter about an hour ago. I really am sick and tired of this. If the wife and I go somewhere she tells me not to even speak to her because my breath stinks so bad. Everywhere I go, I have my little shit breath cleaning packet in my truck: mouthwash, toothbrush, toothpaste, gum, mints. It's sad! I ask the wife for a kiss, she asks, when was your last chew. Just to clarify, I'm quitting for myself. I've been down the road of someone wanting me to quit and as the old saying goes, you just resent that person. You know what they say about resentments, " Holding a resentment is like pissing yourself, no one else knows or know one else cares!"
I put the bottle down 6 1/2 years ago. I did the rehab thing. I thought that was rough, pffff.... that wasn't nothing compared to this. This drug is unreal. So, I'm glad that I found this site. I did buy some Jake's mint 2 weeks ago, that's the only thing going in my mouth tomorrow morning. Amen!