i enjoy dipping so much so it's hard for me to think i can stop.
Quitting is hard, but being quit is easy.
Finding a spitter, disposing of spitter, cleaning spilled spitter, smelling spitter, sharing spitter, driving to the store for chew, pain on tongue, pain on cheek, pain on lip, ignoring the act of scraping dead flesh off my lower lip, convincing myself that I won't get cancer, checking my teeth in the mirror for grains, getting the chew smell off my breath, hiding my tin, smuggling my tin, lying to my family, gutting a chew the entire time I'm in the store, planning a family trip, making excuses to get away to chew in peace, washing my chew stained fingers, accidentally drinking out of my spitter, spending hard earned money, choosing to risk it all, having cravings, dealing with cravings, being moody, being crabby, breaking promises... Living THAT life is hard.
Dig down deep and find the MAN inside you that is stronger than this product than this marketed-to-the-young-let's-add-fiberglass-to-hook-em-harder-probably-should-be-illegal-kills-people-destroys-families god forsaken evil product.
You're doing great. Ditch the "I don't think I can" speak. No one is going to make you put nicotine in your system and this part is only temporary.
I can't wait to see the updates as the fog lifts and your resolve strengthens. You got this.