After reading through many of the introductions, I have discovered that my story is not a unique one. First dip in college, up to a can every couple of days, then 12 years later I find myself at a can a day. I have gone anywhere from 2 to 30 days since then with nicotine gum and/or the patch. However, at the end of the day I always went right back. Part of it was nostalgia, part boredom, but mostly I couldn't function without it.
You have met my brother-in-law (oxman). Like he said, I feel shame at the way I have to hide this garbage from the ones I love the most. I have said "no" to doing things with my family in order to sneak a pinch. Enough is enough - time to get my priorities straight.
Lastly, addiction is mental weakness. I like to think I can "cowboy up" for and power through most things. For those I can't "tough" my way through, I can outsmart. That little can has proven me wrong (weak).
Enough is enough....cowboy the fuck up!