The "Bromance" is over

[DennyX]

Jonathan, you struck a nerve with me, that's awesome: it takes a relentless disdain for the nic bitch that has been nagging you all this time. That's exactly one of the ingredients. That's why I'm here every single day. Multiple times a day. Right now when I should be in bed because I have to wake up at 4:30am to go to work but instead am writing you. Because I hate that nic bitch more than anything in this world, more than anything in this life. She held me hostage for so many years, ordering me to leave my family so I could go sneak a dip, to take separate cars on trips so I could sneak dips, she told me "it's a 6 hour car ride, you better wrap that dip in toilet paper and make a dip pill and eat it or you won't make it", she held my nose in the corner of the room as I got my fix, hiding like a little bitch because of the lies she told me all day every day. You know what? Turns out I had the power all along. Turns out, cravings are TEMPORARY. Turns out fishing IS better without nicotine. So is mowing the lawn. So is family time. I was giddy at Christmas 2011 because I didn't have to leave to sneak a dip. I basted in the time I got to spend with my family. I hate her for all the time she stole from me. For all the extra gas I had to buy so I could drive around aimlessly trying to suck all the nicotine out of that last dip for the night, or before I got home from work, or as I ran to the grocery store. I hate her for stuffing half a can in my face when my wife would run down the road to the store, gone for 20 minutes, so I had to make the most of it. I'd inevitably get dizzy from half a can at a time, and sick. And wonder what the hell I was doing, only to do it ALL over again the next time. Bitch. I hate her because I dug through the park trashcan to retrieve my last can and people stared at me as my kids cried. She stole days, weeks, years from me that I can't get back. I just can't. I hate that bitch for the rift she (well, I) caused in my marriage because of her. We're rebuilding but it will take time.

I HAVE A RELENTLESS DISDAIN FOR NICOTINE. AHHHHHH!!!

I can hardly take it, I hate it so much. I hate trying to explain to my 5 year old that people that use nicotine aren't bad people....just don't YOU do it. What a hypocrite. I hate her for the power she has over so many of us. I hate her because, by the time you realize the depth of her power, by the time you really understand what "addiction" is, you're an addict. She has you. How do you explain to a blind kid the beauty of a blue sky with brilliant fluffy white clouds floating by, that if you squint, kind of look like horses? How do you explain to someone what it means to be addicted? Or that if you put that in your lip, you will become an addict? You simply don't. You can't. It is something you have to experience and by the time you experience it, you're DONE.

Today, you, me, and hundreds and thousands of people on KTC made our sacred promise to take our lives back. Only today. We decided to kick her in the nuts (yes, she has nuts) and show her that we know her lies. That we can live without her. And that we will do EVERYTHING IN OUR POWER to spread the word: That other addicts can live nicotine free. And it's a beautiful freedom. Like a perfect blue sky with brilliant white fluffy clouds floating by. Damn, I love it. Yote, I'm proud to be quit with you today. I'm proud you decided to be a part of this club.

Denny

[wiking]

Hey Yote, glad to see you here. Make sure you post up every day, you're on the right track and in the right place.

[Wt57]

Last Saturday, the 21st, was my quit day. After 10 years of 3/4-1 can day, I woke up, flushed my leftovers and threw out my spitters. I was tired of living in the lie, the shame, and what I termed tonight, the "bromance".

I came up with this term for my addiction because, honestly, that's what it is. It's like an undercover relationship I have with the can. I would sneak around my wife's back to be with it, I would end up getting denied sex when she was in the mood because she'd realize I had one in, I would run out of the house at any time and drive any distance to meet up with it, etc, etc, etc... What the hell?

As if that's not bad enough, I've realized these first few days without dip that I "romanticize" it too. My brain says, "Hunting, fishing, working on the car, the house, etc... will never be the same without you!" "Oh how can I make it through a crisp fall morning in the deer stand without you?", and on and on.

I'm a 27 year old man with the career of my dreams, married to the woman of my dreams, and living in the home of my dreams on the farm of my dreams and I think I need a ground up plant (that will kill me) to make life worth living?

FUCK THAT.

Glad the bromance is over. I'm headed over to kiss my wife with a clean, dip-free mouth and a clear conscience.

-Yote

Damn Yote I wish I'd said that! You said the things that I felt when I quit 23 days ago. Don't look back, and don't look beyond today. You can quit 1 day at a time, you've proven that so keep it up. Great to have you join in our july quit group.
pm me anytime. I'd be glad to trade #'s if you would like just pm me.

[jonathanrivers]

Last Saturday, the 21st, was my quit day. After 10 years of 3/4-1 can day, I woke up, flushed my leftovers and threw out my spitters. I was tired of living in the lie, the shame, and what I termed tonight, the "bromance".

I came up with this term for my addiction because, honestly, that's what it is. It's like an undercover relationship I have with the can. I would sneak around my wife's back to be with it, I would end up getting denied sex when she was in the mood because she'd realize I had one in, I would run out of the house at any time and drive any distance to meet up with it, etc, etc, etc... What the hell?

As if that's not bad enough, I've realized these first few days without dip that I "romanticize" it too. My brain says, "Hunting, fishing, working on the car, the house, etc... will never be the same without you!" "Oh how can I make it through a crisp fall morning in the deer stand without you?", and on and on.

I'm a 27 year old man with the career of my dreams, married to the woman of my dreams, and living in the home of my dreams on the farm of my dreams and I think I need a ground up plant (that will kill me) to make life worth living?

FUCK THAT.

Glad the bromance is over. I'm headed over to kiss my wife with a clean, dip-free mouth and a clear conscience.

-Yote

You have the right attitude.

Congratulations on your decision. It's one you will never regret. But don't be fooled - quitting is not for pussies. It takes balls, determination and a relentless disdain for the nic bitch who's been nagging at you all this time. But if you use the tools you have at your disposal, you can be successful.

Here's everything you need to know about this site:

We quit one day at a time by making a promise each morning that we will not use tobacco IN ANY FORM (dip, cigarettes, cigars, snus or patches/gum) for the day. We stay quit for the day, go to bed and wake up and do the same thing. You make your promise by "posting roll."

The Welcome Center tells you all the basics of how things work around here. WhoDey also has taken the time to develop very informative, step-by-step Instructions for Posting Roll to help guide you through posting your promise for the first few days.

Some asides:

1) We don't "try" to quit, or tell others "good luck" in their quits. Again, it's about determination and balls.

2) We don't take kindly to folks who just drop in every couple of days and post. Posting every day is the whole point of why we are here. It's about accountability.

3) Reach out to your brothers via private message and exchange phone numbers. First, this allows you a contact to post roll for you if you can't get to a computer. But more importantly, it allows you a brother to reach out to whenever you get a bad craving or need someone to talk to.

4) Lastly, it is wise to develop a quit plan so you'll know exactly how to handle situations that may arise during your quit.

[Suck-It]

Congrats Yote - read up and post roll every day. Great decision to quit and even better decision to join KTC. I am 59 days in and have seen a lot of people join, write an intro, post a couple of days, and then never to be seen or heard from again. Do not pause - QUIT. Do what it takes to quit, to protect your quit, and to quit for today and today only. Read, read, read. "Embrace the Suck." If your not sure what that means - read about it. We live by that around here.

[Mthomas3824]

Last Saturday, the 21st, was my quit day. After 10 years of 3/4-1 can day, I woke up, flushed my leftovers and threw out my spitters. I was tired of living in the lie, the shame, and what I termed tonight, the "bromance".

I came up with this term for my addiction because, honestly, that's what it is. It's like an undercover relationship I have with the can. I would sneak around my wife's back to be with it, I would end up getting denied sex when she was in the mood because she'd realize I had one in, I would run out of the house at any time and drive any distance to meet up with it, etc, etc, etc... What the hell?

As if that's not bad enough, I've realized these first few days without dip that I "romanticize" it too. My brain says, "Hunting, fishing, working on the car, the house, etc... will never be the same without you!" "Oh how can I make it through a crisp fall morning in the deer stand without you?", and on and on.

I'm a 27 year old man with the career of my dreams, married to the woman of my dreams, and living in the home of my dreams on the farm of my dreams and I think I need a ground up plant (that will kill me) to make life worth living?

FUCK THAT.

Glad the bromance is over. I'm headed over to kiss my wife with a clean, dip-free mouth and a clear conscience.

-Yote

'tough' 'clap' 'clap' 'clap'

You just got my quit fully erected! Great post stay quit.

Fuck that snake oil. The romance is dead. Never look back!

Welcome to KTC!!

We quit like fuck and embrace the suck!

Post roll, keep your word and repeat if tomorrow comes. Until then, you only worry about staying quit today.

Let's go storm the tobacco castle and burn it down!

Goodbye bromance, he chose a healthy lifestyle and his wife!

[Yote]

Last Saturday, the 21st, was my quit day. After 10 years of 3/4-1 can day, I woke up, flushed my leftovers and threw out my spitters. I was tired of living in the lie, the shame, and what I termed tonight, the "bromance".

I came up with this term for my addiction because, honestly, that's what it is. It's like an undercover relationship I have with the can. I would sneak around my wife's back to be with it, I would end up getting denied sex when she was in the mood because she'd realize I had one in, I would run out of the house at any time and drive any distance to meet up with it, etc, etc, etc... What the hell?

As if that's not bad enough, I've realized these first few days without dip that I "romanticize" it too. My brain says, "Hunting, fishing, working on the car, the house, etc... will never be the same without you!" "Oh how can I make it through a crisp fall morning in the deer stand without you?", and on and on.

I'm a 27 year old man with the career of my dreams, married to the woman of my dreams, and living in the home of my dreams on the farm of my dreams and I think I need a ground up plant (that will kill me) to make life worth living?

FUCK THAT.

Glad the bromance is over. I'm headed over to kiss my wife with a clean, dip-free mouth and a clear conscience.

-Yote