Days 7 and 8 had no major hurdles well except that nagging voice in the back of my head telling me something is missing. Like most of you here as time went by I found a way to associate everything with dipping. Time to drive, dip, time to work in the yard, dip, time to take a shit, dip, time to shower, dip, conference call,dip, golf, dip, fishinging, dip. The one that is triggering the strongest craves right now is as I get to my last couple bites of breakfast lunch or dinner my mind starts preparing for the after meal fix.
Feels weird to say how powerful a few responses online or a list of names each morning has had, but already there have been numerous times where I have said I will not disappear and have a bunch of quitting ass mofos talking shit about me.