Wow. I've never seen this intro and just opened it because m'man Worktowin just responded to it. PCMS, this is epic. This is the perfect quit. One month ago, your love affair with nicotine describes addiction to the tee. Then there is Rawls, somewhat a hero in this story, who makes this real for you. The complete stranger who cares about you being quit and shows you that tough love is given because we all want the same. From the quitter's perspective, you could make a movie out of this and you'd win an Oscar.
Dude, some of the best quitters I've met in my short 450+ days were off their rocker when they got here. Do not be ashamed of that first week. Reading your thread, and then reading that you are still here and still quit is pure inspiration. Inspiration for new quitters ...to hold the fort. Inspiration for veteran quitters ...to see what happens should we fail; reminds us of what failure will lead to. As you continue down this path, never forget that first week. NEVER. And promise yourself never to go through that again.
One last thing, symbolic in nature. Since you started off with "I love dipping" I think you should physically write out your promise to stay quit. Sign it and give it to your wife. Tell her it's your divorce papers to nicotine. You do this for you to up your accountability and it will give your wife a doctrine to make sure you keep your word.
In the beginning of this process, I didn't mention my quit to anyone, especially my family. And most of you know exactly fkn why-- I didn't want to be accountable. I didn't want to have to explain a cave.
My coworkers were the first to realize I had quit. In my office setting, my dipping was open and apparent. NOT trying to sound like a dick here, but its my rules there. I was a PROUD and STRONG dipper. Spit cups and fucked up trash cans everywhere - people had to accept my nasty fucking addiction.
But at home around my family, I was in the habit of ninja dipping - not so much around my wife - but around my kids.
Within first week or so when I realized I was truly committed we had the talk. I told them about my commitment to live. My commitment to meet my grandkids one day and not die from a cancer riddled mouth. That was a tuff talk for a 10 and 12 year old, but a necessary one. As for my wife, she remains my best friend now of 18 years. Ive not broken a promise to her yet.
So no, its not on paper. But some things don't need to be.
What is on paper is my Quit Contract. I keep a copy on my desk, in my truck and on the refrigerator door. I read it every day, sometimes over and over and over and overÂ….
