I just joined, but I'm on day 14 of being dip-free. I hate that friggin bear on the kodiak tin.
I started kodiak back in 1993 when I was 16 years old. This sick, dirty, and disgusting habit was enabled throughout my high-school days through participation in football...and then throughout my days at the United States Military Academy as well as 10 years in the Army.
I always thought that I'd stop when I got out of the Army, married, and had kids...but I kept on saying "this will be the last tin" and I'd go to 7-11 and get another...and another...and another. And I'd be at the last pinch of that tin...and the cycle would repeat itself.
And I'd swear to my kids as I kissed them goodnight while they were sleeping that I'd stop...and I'd make myself sick to my stomach because I knew it my heart I was just lying to them and myself...but the cycle would continue none-the-less.
Until 14 days ago...and I'm still on the wagon...but the last couple of days have been hard. I've gone thorugh jolly ranchers, gum, sunflower seeds, and beef jerky...but it's getting tough. I'd go for a run, but I just had arthoscopic knee surgery, so that's out of the question.
So I'm here now...and looking for support. I have a huge test coming up soon...my wife and kids are leaving for a week, which is when I usually have a dip in my lip ALL DAY LONG (they don't know I chew tobacco). I'm dreading it...I don't want to slip, but the nicotine is already whispering in my ear. I'm praying, PRAYING for help!
That's my story! Keep me in your prayers!