Well, I know for a fact that my quit is strong. Not that I didn't think so before, but now it's been tested and remained intact. In fact, it's hard to say it was even tested, it was more like a really easy quiz that the teacher gives you the answers to before you take it and you studied for it anyway. It just wasn't tough, there was no desire, nothing that made me almost cave or anything of the sort. It was just as if I had never been a dipper before, and was just living my life like normal people.
On Friday, I went to play golf with folks from my company. We played 18 holes with a focus on the 19th. I was bombed, it was the drunkest I've been since college and god I can never do that again, I'm just not the kind of guy who goes out and gets shitfaced all the time. Regardless, I was surrounded by cigar smokers, cigarette smokers, and dippers all day long. I didn't crave or cave. I just drank my ass off. I remember toward the end of the night when I was really sloshed, a guy put in a pinch and I said, you should check out KTC, briefly mentioned it to him, he said he had been on it before, but then caved. I didn't get his name, I've never met him before, so I have no idea who he was, but that was my day. I'm not saying I'm cured or anything, all I'm saying is that being shit faced drunk surrounded by tobacco users didn't shake my quit one iota. It was, like I said, as if I had never dipped before, there was just simply no desire, no romanticizing the old days, nothing. It was something somebody else was doing.
Now, after how I felt on Saturday, I may need to go post in the alcohol thread, but my nic quit is solid.
