With all the caving that has gone on in June the last couple of days I just wanted to come here and post an update. This is more of a journal type post, but if anyone wants to comment, feel free.
I had one of my worst craves in a while last week that was rage associated (meaning I got pissed off and all the sudden my lip started tingling)
Link to that hereAlso, today I started out very foggy. Felt like day 1 or 2. Very early stages of complete and utter fog. Feels a little better after lunch, but still concerning.
After the weekend of caving we dealt with, I questioned myself. What is stopping me from going back? My wife? She has actually told me to just go to the store and buy a can so I would stop being a shithead at least once during this process. She would be upset if I started dipping again, but she would get over it. I know she would. Is it my family? Most of them dip or smoke. The ones that have tried to quit have failed. Is it posting roll? No. This one is probably going to piss a lot of people off. Posting roll and chatting with a bunch of internet people who would never know that I went back to the can doesn't stop me from going back. So what is stopping me? Myself. I came to KTC because I wanted to quit. I am the only person that keeps myself quit every day. It isn't the goons (granted they are an extreme help). It isn't my family, my wife, my boss, my church, it is me.
While it hurts to see the goons thin out. All I can do is quit for me. Every day. I can't quit for anyone else. They have to win their own battles. I will gladly help sharpen your sword to take to war, but it is only you who can chose to swing it, or lay down and taste defeat.
I am here because I want to be here. I am quit because I want to be quit. I continue the battle every day because I have the will to say no to nicotine.