I am here, and I have posted roll my first 3 days not because I make yet another promise to quit to anyone. I have Quit. past tense. I think most of you can relate to the self loathing and guilt we twist in as we put yet another pinch in, even as the more intelligent part of our mind screams in denial. The intelligent part never wins. I know the only reason I can say I have Quit is because I have spent the entire time since I quit with this site minimized in the background, and it gets pulled up every time I want to go buy a can of Kodiak. Yes, basically just read this for the last two days straight. I have known for a long time what addiction has done to me. I don't like who I've become. I don't like being anyone's whore. And yes, I can feel it in my bones, those brothers around me actually do know what the hell they are talking about. Wives and children may hear you, but only the addict truly understands.
So, at the risk of going on in a gibbering fog trying to say things others have already said before with far more repose, I quit. And this is my third day. And I think Chewie must be laughing at me , because I am so pissed off. Dip rage is real, and I so bad want to break my fucking keyboard on the face of the guy dipping down the hall. I want to chase down that squirrel in the parking lot and kill it. The whole world is stupid, and everyone is just a bunch of faggots. Then I start laughing at myself, just as surely as some of you chuckle at me now.
That whackjob nic whore is almost 3 full days behind me. Tomorrow it will be 4. And when I hear her siren call in the future, you may rest assured I will have my best smile on as I turn and walk on. This isn't about hoping or wanting, trying or participating for me. I can't stand that shit. This is about what you do. It's not about talking about how you feel. Be accountable and take action. Participation trophies don't interest me.
So with all that being said, I quit. I will reaffirm that tomorrow, and the next day, and the next. And keeping in mind if feels like a horse just kicked me in the face and I feel a little bit crazy, I do want make sure you guys will break it off in my arse if you should not see my name. I've quit before by myself. It didn't work.
And lastly, I am scared to death to go home before the wife and kid are in bed. I might hate the world right now, but also know myself well enough to know I will lash out at them. They deserve better.
Don't like what you've become? I fucking do! You, sir, are a quitter. Dip rage, pissed off, gibbering...I LOVE IT. And you should too. All this tells me is that you are doing this right!!!
My two cents...turn the tables on the nic bitch. Embrace the suck. Just as you DECIDED to be free, DECIDE that you will welcome the suck. It is the feeling of healing. It is the PRICE of FREEDOM. Nobody gets control for the asking. You have to earn it. For each trigger, train yourself to think, "Thanks for that reminder, bitch...but I'm quit!"
You said you laughed at yourself? Exactly. You can't change the past. What's done is done. So don't worry about it. And nobody knows the future. So don't worry about that either. All you can control is right now. And you have given us your word that you will be quit today. That is all that matters.
4 days in is HUGE. You're body has gotten rid of nicotine. You're running clean for the first time in years!!! Never miss an opportunity to celebrate and scoreboard the Nic Bitch. YOU'RE FREE, MIKE!!!
You got this. You can do this. Post roll, read all you can, and live free!!!