First time posting here, after reading some posts, really regret not getting involved with this forum on my many failed attempts over the years.
My addiction started at 17 years old, almost 33 now. Woke up one morning on February 8th after a couple days with what turned out to be a strained muscle in my neck and said enough. I had some tins of black Buffalo and I was on my journey. After about a week, I switched out to the no nicotine pouches, and boy was that first weekend a wild test, but I made it through. And a lot of it was from reading people's stories on here. So thank you all for that.
Today is 3 weeks and 2 days tobacco free and 2 weeks nicotine free. I struggle with anxiety and it's only been amplified, probably why I failed so many times before, that tin in my back pocket was my comfort for everything thrown at me. I feel good about the quit, breezing through cravings, but I'll be honest I'm scared shitless and it's probably all in my head. My constant need to move my tongue around my mouth, look down my throat in the mirror, pretending like I know what I'm looking at has been a disaster for my anxiety. My comfort has been my parents, brother and close friends who I've involved in my quit and comments and threads on the forum and ktc articles.
The cravings are definitely still there, but it feels different this time, almost like ive been able to completely ignore them, I have the confidence in this quit that ive never had before, even at times of setback. I am determined and I will make it work this time, I say that to myself as much as I can.
I've never been one to divulge much especially on this topic, but hopefully this first post helps, even if in my head I think I'm just rambling. Really though, to everyone that makes this site what it is, thank you from the bottom of my heart, you have all been inspirations and your stories do help