29 years old, dipping for 21 years.

[Grizzlyhasclaws]

No unfortunately that is not a typo in the title. When I was 8 years old my step brothers who were a bit older than I was made me take my first dip. You see we weren't allowed to be dipping and they knew if they made me dip I couldn't tell on them for dipping or use it as leverage against them. Was I instantly addicted? No. For years I found ways to get some and even introduced it to all of my friends. I had decided that I was "immune" to nicotine addiction. At 12 years old is the first time I can remember knowing I was addicted. I had faked sick to stay home from school and went to grab my can. I even remember the brand and flavor, Kodiak Mint Longcut which was something "new" at the time and not what I'd normally dipped but when you are 12 you take what comes to you. The can though was empty and I found myself scraping that can and every can I could find just to get one dip which was not satisfying in the least. The withdrawal was terrible enough that I crushed enough cigarette butts to form a good pinch. Smoking tobacco does not taste good as I'm sure most people here have found out at some point. As I sat on the couch watching TV with my big dip of mint, natural, wintergreen, Marlboro, burnt things of questionable nature I realized I was addicted and I did not care. From then on certain family members just gave in to my habit and helped supply me. I can even remember being so proud when I turned 18 and bought my own can. But I'm here now so obviously I'm over it.

I've tried to quit several times over the years. Last year I quit for three months. Unfortunately my wife got pregnant around the same time I quit. Now it isn't an excuse but if a couple can survive pregnancy hormones and nicotine withdrawal at the same time then I bow to them and crown them my king and queen. My daughter will be one year old in December. I think if I had grown up with my parents not smoking or dipping I would have been more likely to not have tried it or stuck with it. Not to mention I want to be able to tell my daughter "This is bad for you, do not do it." and not be a hypocrite.

Today will be my first day of many of my various quit attempts but I'm hoping the ability to talk to people going through the same thing will be the game changer this time around. Thanks for having me.

Trying does not work here. If this is just another one your many quit attempts then you are doomed for failure. Repeated failure.

The recipe for success is this: post roll  honor your word. Do it one day at a time. Can you please do this??

ODAAT  NAFAR (never again for any reason)

If you post roll every day and are a man if your word, you will have undying support here. We need your commitment. Join us. Be a man of your word. Be a quitter.

[klink]

No unfortunately that is not a typo in the title. When I was 8 years old my step brothers who were a bit older than I was made me take my first dip. You see we weren't allowed to be dipping and they knew if they made me dip I couldn't tell on them for dipping or use it as leverage against them. Was I instantly addicted? No. For years I found ways to get some and even introduced it to all of my friends. I had decided that I was "immune" to nicotine addiction. At 12 years old is the first time I can remember knowing I was addicted. I had faked sick to stay home from school and went to grab my can. I even remember the brand and flavor, Kodiak Mint Longcut which was something "new" at the time and not what I'd normally dipped but when you are 12 you take what comes to you. The can though was empty and I found myself scraping that can and every can I could find just to get one dip which was not satisfying in the least. The withdrawal was terrible enough that I crushed enough cigarette butts to form a good pinch. Smoking tobacco does not taste good as I'm sure most people here have found out at some point. As I sat on the couch watching TV with my big dip of mint, natural, wintergreen, Marlboro, burnt things of questionable nature I realized I was addicted and I did not care. From then on certain family members just gave in to my habit and helped supply me. I can even remember being so proud when I turned 18 and bought my own can. But I'm here now so obviously I'm over it.

I've tried to quit several times over the years. Last year I quit for three months. Unfortunately my wife got pregnant around the same time I quit. Now it isn't an excuse but if a couple can survive pregnancy hormones and nicotine withdrawal at the same time then I bow to them and crown them my king and queen. My daughter will be one year old in December. I think if I had grown up with my parents not smoking or dipping I would have been more likely to not have tried it or stuck with it. Not to mention I want to be able to tell my daughter "This is bad for you, do not do it." and not be a hypocrite.

Today will be my first day of many of my various quit attempts but I'm hoping the ability to talk to people going through the same thing will be the game changer this time around. Thanks for having me.