For the last two years, I've felt like that Jason Aldean song "Don't Give Up on Me". I must have quit 100 times, I guess I'll just keep on quitting til it sticks. This time is the last. While I can't say I don't enjoy chewing, I do, but I'm tired of having this monkey on my back. I'll be damned if some stupid choice I made when I was 17 to help me suck weight is gonna define my life anymore. Here's the stats:
My name is Jason, I'm 31, have a beautiful wife and two amazing girls. I've been chewing pretty much since I was about 17, with a few quits here and there. My longest quit was just about a year, and I've probably had 10 between 2 days and 2 weeks. I started out chewing to give me something to do instead of eating or drinking (water) so I could make weight for wrestling. I've been thinking about quitting pretty much everyday for the last 5 years, but up til this point, I just don't think I had resolved myself to the fact I was going to. I've always rationalized that I'll quit for a couple of weeks and then I can have the occassional chew; yeah, that hasn't worked out so well. This time I'm ready.
I found this site yesterday, ordered up some fake chew, chewed my last chew before bed and here I am today. To all my fellow newbie quitters out there, good luck. If you're like me, you know the first few days/weeks will absolutely blow. I'm ready to do!!!