First and most important, for those wondering. I have not used. A shit ton of fuckery has fallen on me. I know the old timers and even some of my fellow class of quitters thought I fell off the train. And, if I was in the shoes of my brethren I would think the same thing. But, alas, it is not. I have stayed strong despite it all. Posted when I could remember (yes. It is an issue). When there are times you question if you even know how to tie a shoe, memory is an issue. I won't bore anyone with the details. Lord knows there are quite a few. In the most simple description. I have a super bug that is resistant to all known medications. When it is active, it eats away muscle tissue. Only thing to treat this things is massive amounts of antibiotics and a few off label uses of medications. To go from busting it in the 120 degree weather working with soil and tending plants and what not to getting winded walking WalMart. The antibiotics wreak havoc on my memory. Daily, it is a fight. I write this for anyone. Me, you, that guy, this guy reading over my shoulder, and that booty that just swung its way in from of me. All nice and jiggly in those leggings. This is a really good day for me. Barely have any symptoms except getting winded in a short distance. No matter what guys and gals. Today is not the last day. No matter if it is or not. Get up, fight the shit, get some rest, fight the shit storm again. Eventually, this will shit storm its way and leave me blank faced and catatonic. Eventually, a pine box awaits me. But you know what. Fuck. That. I have been shot, stampeded, stabbed and left to bleed out, divorced, and a for the past 16 years fighting this shit. Newbies. This is nothing but a thing. No matter what problems you have, tobacco is another problem added to it. Don't let life beat you down. Old schoolers, thanks for setting up this way to freedom.