What's up guys,
Wanted to introduce myself.
I'm a 20-year-old college student that decided to quit on Monday, October 10th. I've been dipping since July of 2013, so 3 years and a few months!
It all started because I was a baseball player. It started as a thing to fit in with other players, but soon it became an addiction.
My peak was when I went to boarding school in 2014-15, and packed an average of 3-4 dips a day. I would leave them in for 45-minute to an hour.
I enjoyed dipping, as it relieved anxiety, was something I did with friends, and weirdly enough I took pride in being "the dipper."
Back in March, I scaled back in the amount of dip I was consuming. I committed to only having one dip a day, and I stayed with that until now. Recently, I have noticed that the c-word (cancer) creeps into my head most of the time when I'm dipping. I know I haven't been dipping that long, and my consumption isn't comparable to a lot of others, but I still felt I could potentially be at risk.
The constant remembrance that I'm putting this cancer into my body is the reason I decided to quit. I don't need this piano hanging over my head that is only being held up by a crappy string bought at Walmart. I care too much about my future. I don't want to ruin any of the potential fun I'm going to have in the next 60-80 years of my life, because of the short-term gratification of dip.
I'm going to miss packing that tin when I watch the NFL. I'm going to miss putting the tin in the back left pocket of my jeans and walking into the bar. I could go on and on, but I know that the benefits far outweigh what I'm going to be missing.
I took my last dip out around 2 PM on October 10th. I am now on hour 52 of my quit. Has it been easy? No. I am having focus concentrating. I have much more anxiety. I feel dizzy, and like I'm going to throw up, most of the time. I have a headache. I have all the things that you guys have/had.
I'm going to keep on keeping on, though. I got a long way to go, but I'm proud of these last 52 hours, and I don't want to fail myself, my friends, and my family, by putting another dip in my mouth.
I'm kind of looking at it like a game. Honestly, if I can beat these urges, I can do a lot. Yeah, we put ourselves in this shit, but getting over a tobacco addiction requires a lot of self-discipline and I've realized that at the 52-hour mark. The discipline we develop throughout our quit can be put towards other things in life, like losing weight, or at our job, etc. I'm taking pride in doing this, and so should you. Winning this quit will go FAR beyond just the health benefits! We can use what we learn here in every other battle we concur in the future!
I'm excited to see what life is like without dip, but I have to win this day first. Then I have to win the week. Then the month. Then the year. If I do all that, I'm confident I'll win the war. I'll keep all of you updated......keep on fighting the good fight, folks.
Remember: Discipline equals freedom. Show the discipline now, reap the awards later.