Welp folks, I'm still here and still quit on my tenth day. Trophy can and all. 'na na'
Everything be OK. In truth, I'm kind of concerned. As I mentioned earlier, I've pretty much had a dip in my mouth, during my waking hours (and some while sleeping), since I was 18. The 5 years leading up to 18 was just practice, I guess. I did try to stop once 22 years ago. In fact, I did for 6 months. My fellow surveyors and engineers begged me to start up again. It wasn't until softball season tricked me into believing I could just do a little wad tobacco.
Anyway, my concern: After the first three days of hell, then two days of purgatory, it's really been rather painless. I don't like using the word "painless", because the desire is always there. My gums still call out for snuff. But, for the most part, it's not driving my every thought. I'm not angry. I am grouchy, but hey, that's every day. I still reach to my back pocket every time a trigger is met: wake up, finish a meal, finish a drink, sit back down at my desk, etc.
My fear: Is the craving going to hit me like a tractor-trailer when I least expect it? I know the "want" will always be there, but I feel guilty that I haven't been going through the same thing my fellow quiters have been.
Or .... is this all nicotine screwing with me? Try to get me let my guard down.