Time to Leave KTC? (meet the Nic BitchÂ’s sister) - day 408
If you want the wise man's answer to this question,
you'll find it here.I donÂ’t fight cravings much anymore. In fact, in the past 100 days, IÂ’d say IÂ’ve had about 2. However, I do have urges to leave KTC, leave the 4 GroupMeÂ’s to which I belong, and wander off on my own. In the past 100 days, IÂ’d say IÂ’ve had about 27.
So, 27 urges to bolt, vs. 2 urges to cave, vs. 71 urges to stay the same.
Most days, life is good. I wake up, walk the dogs, post roll, go to work, come home, walk the dogs, piddle around the house, cook, eat, watch TV, and go to bed. At two points during these days, I get the urge to put a pinch of Copenhagen between my cheek and gums. I think about that for a minute, the whole idea, the 38 years I spent doing just that, the abrasion in my cheeks, the swallowing of tobacco juice because I just donÂ’t spit, the enslavement. Then itÂ’s gone. IÂ’m out of that cage. IÂ’m not going back.
Other days, the other 27 out of the 100, I’m down. I log on to KTC and post roll. I visit some “newbie” sites, where quitters are struggling through the first 3, 5, 10, or 100 days, and I make comments. I meet resistance, which I usually do, but on these days, I let it get to me.
IDGAF, I think to myself, but I do. I care about these people, strangers who are sharing the same addiction. Still, I want to walk away. No one knows what IÂ’m going through. These people are anxious. IÂ’m depressed. They donÂ’t know. They donÂ’t care.
Then, I get a text. “You doing okay?” Jesus, how do they know?