I had my first chew about 16 years ago. They were handing out free cans at an event so I grabbed one to check it out. It didn't do much for me at the time so I moved on to other things.
10 years ago I came back to the can when a buddy gave me a dip on a fishing trip. For quite awhile I was able to only dip when fishing, but soon the addiction would have me.
For the past five years I've been steadily increasing in frequency and finally decided enough is enough. I tried to rationalize that I didn't have a problem for a long time, but now the first thing I crave when I wake up is the first dip. I've always been a ninja dipper around most friends and family and even when my wife occasionally catches me she doesn't get upset. What I've started to realize is that no one is going to make me quit except myself. I'm expecting my first child in June and can't imagine not being there for my wife and child because of such a selfish habit.
I'm so glad to have found this site and start my journey to freedom.
Cheers,
LL