I'm quitting today. It's funny, been scrolling through posts/topics on this site today and it's incredible how someone who is totally addicted to dip can relate to everything you read. I have been dipping since I was 16 and now going on 22 years dipping. It's crazy when you pass the amount of time in your life where you dipped vs. when you didn't dip! I remember I had friends in high school who threw up when they 1st tried dip. I didn't and 22 years later you can only wish you had gotten sick the 1st time you tried it. I have a 4 year old and a 1 year old and I want to be alive for their soccer games and dance recitals. I have a sore in my mouth that I hope is not oral cancer or if it is that it's very early signs of it. I have a dentist appointment on Tuesday morning that I have cancelled twice trying to get rid of the sore myself and justify that I don't need to quit. Man, you do some sick stupid shit trying to justify to yourself that you need don't need to quit dipping.
Trying to figure out this site, but I guess my next step is joining a group. 100 days from today is at end of August, so I guess that's the group I'm supposed to go to.
Greg
WinterGreen,
Just wanted to thank you for being the 1st post after my introduction as it IS going to save my life. You were right, I did get a clean bill of health and I have now had a dentist and an Endodontics specialist tell me the sore in my mouth had NOTHING to do with chewing tobacco for 22 years and that I didn't even need a root canal. If you hadn't immediately called me out you're damn right the 1ST thing I would've done is get a tin. Not anymore. No fucking chance I am getting a tin. That Kodiak shit has consumed my life for 22 years. I'm taking my life back. Anyway - I came in weak and you rightfully and thankfully called me on it.
Thanks - I am proud to quit with all of you.
FREEDOM
That's good shit right there.
I too had a bit of a health scare that spurned my quit. I had a sore on my lip so scary it sent me into a panic attack. Though that was it...the big C. No more kids, no more wife, no more life. All the lies, all the worry I used to push to the back of my brain every time I loaded up with Kodiak, all the justification that I knew was bullshit had come true. My worst nightmare was realized. I fucked up. I got burned.
Luckily that sore turned out to be nothing, and when the doctor told me this, as I laid in a hospital bed, my first though was, "sweet, can't wait to get out of here and have a dip".
And I did, but when I loaded up I was furious. Those thougts and lies I used to push back, were now in the front of y brain and they weren't budging.
I was in the parking lot of a "family video" store and I spit the dip out, took my tin of Kodiak and I chucked it under my car. Dip flew every which way and my tin rolled across the parking lot finally settling into some grass. That was the last time nicotine was in my body.
Early in my quit I used to get pissed and wish that sore never came about. Used to think life would be "normal" again and much easier if that mother Fucking sore never sprang up. Man I used to get pissed about that.
However, as my quit progressed I saw that sore for what it really was...a wake up call. A slap in the face saying, "hey asshole, this shits got you wrapped around its finger. Maybe next time that sore won't be 'nothing". Time to grow up and quit this shit". 718 days later , I'm still quit and thankful every day for that sore lip.
Sounds like you got your wake up call. Now it's up to you to decide what to do with it.
Appears that your headed down the right path. Keep it up and stay quit. You won't regret it.
Quit on...
