Day 465 - 10/22/14
Today I celebrate one year after my HOF date. This day seemed insignificant in the grand scheme of things. However, today is also the day I watch a friend and brother hit is one year of quit, that same quitter hold my original HOF Coin which was given to me by another Quitter as it was his first HOF Coin. Unfortunately that quitter is no longer present at KTC but he is and will always be a huge part of my quit none the less. Then all of that reminded me of the evening I met Jason. He and I had a great evening at a little dive bar in a rural town. We were surrounded by nicotine addicts, talking cig packs rolled up in sleeves and skoal rings in back pockets, they were fucking everywhere. Yet neither of us was in danger of caving. While we sat there drinking a couple of beers I get a text from a fellow October 2013 quitter indicating that he caved. I went through the emotions of fuck you and you are a pussy to well fuck man sucks for you. About 10 minutes later Jason handed me his HOF coin and asked me to carry ti with pride; the very next day was my very own HOF date.
Advance that night 100 days and I happened to be with Brettlees on his HOF date along with T-Cell and Baseballplayer. So in an effort to pas Jason's torch I gave Brett that very coin (after communicating my intent to Jason prior). I shared a kinship with Brett from meeting him previously, good dude and a damn good friend as are Rand and Tony.
Then I reflected deeper this morning, perhaps because seeing a serial caver return to take his lumps or because I am tired from having a demo contractor hit a live Fire Sprinkler line in an existing mall at 2:00 AM or maybe just maybe it was my minds way of counteracting all the Nic Bitch lies over a lifetime and wanted me to remember my path of quit. Regardless of the reason I am glad, I look forward to the next hurdle because I have made my mind up there is no way in hell that she is coming back into my life, the Nic Bitch can Lick My Nuts!
My quit path has seen many names come across it and although the majority of those names are still quit, others are not. It sucks for them but I am quit and even more quit because watching them lose added fuel to my quit, cavers will cave, quitters will quit. As you cannot lead a horse to water you cannot make a addict quit. It all reminds me that the old Boy Scout mottos of doing your best, doesn't always apply, sometimes it takes more than
Doing Your Best.
I have made a conscious decision to quit and I am really starting to like the new me too.
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