My name is Josh or Jdub if you prefer. I'm 23 years old and a Corporal in the Marines. I've been dipping cope and grizzly since i was about 15, started off slow, but by my first year in the Corps, working from 0400 til 2200, i was at 3 cans a day. Depressed, inside the Armory walls with no natural light or windows. My work schedule is much different now thanks to being in a better unit, and on Nov 20 I made the decision to finally quit, for me, not because it was expensive or because my wife wants me to, though I do take those things into consideration. I decided that I was nobody's bitch, and that I wouldn't let some bullshit I'm paying for kill me, or make my life hell one day down the road or God forbid, take my life. So, the Fog, I don't know how severe some of yours were, but i was in a full hallucination. My wife told me I was walking around the house talking to people who weren't there, falling out of bed, talking in my sleep, falling, completely disconnected from reality. I'm currently on day 14 of my quit and have not missed a day on roll call and don't plan on it.
If you're a serious and committed quitter, I want your phone number, and your promise to quit with me, and I will give you mine.
