Hey all, my name is Kyle and I have been dipping for going on 12 years now. It all started when I was 19 and one of my best buddies had just got back from Basic training in the military. When he came back home, he had this tin of Grizzly Wintergreen long cut. I was curious what it tasted like and asked him if I could try it. When I first tried dip, the taste was terrible and the buzz was insane. It never made me sick, but looking back on those days, I wish it would have. My addiction started out, like many of you, to fit in with my friends. Over the years, I went from bumming dips from friends, to buying my own can.
I got married in 2016 and hid it from my wife. I went from living on my own, dipping whenever I wanted, to hiding it from her. She found my stash several times throughout the years, but I would downplay my addiction and tell her I only do it on random occasions. In 2018, my first child was born and I told myself I would quit then, but didn't. Fast forward to October of this year. My child and I go to the store to pickup some groceries, and my wife goes into my office to get something and sees my backpack open with my Grizzly cans in clear view. She tells me about it that night and broke down into tears. It made me really think about my addiction to this shit.
I then made it my mission to get rid of this nasty habit not only for myself, but for my wife and daughter who love me dearly. No more spending 45 minutes in the bathroom to dip, or staying up late into the night after everyone is asleep to get that last dip of the night. I've missed out on too many opportunities because I would rather be by myself and dip.
Today is the day, Day 1 of my quit journey. It will be tough, but I'm determined to not let this thing beat me.