I was 16 yrs old, hauling hay with my buddies, and one of them hands me a can of Skoal straight. "Try it man, you'll love it." So I did...worst mistake of my life. Went from just doing it when I was playing ball and hunting to when I was driving, at school, on the pot, in the shower...yall know the rest of the story. 6 years later I'm going through sometimes more than a can a day. Im addicted as hell. First thing I do in the morning and last thing before bed.
I'm done. Watched an interview about Curt Schilling and his mouth cancer today. Woke my butt up. But this quit isn't about him. It just opened my eyes. I'm not different. I'm not invincible. I'm not gonna have just one more like I've said a million times. Its for me. Its gonna be hard as hell. I play college baseball and I'm around this crap 24/7. Dad does it. Brother does it. Ive accepted it, and I don't care. It'll just make it sweeter when I whip the Grizz's A**. Lookin forward to being quit with you fellas. First day September 11, 2014.