Dear Digital Diary,
Today is day 50. It seems like a huge expanse of time has gone by since day one. It could be the change in seasons as i was in shorts when i first quit, and now we have snow on the ground. It could also just be the time distortion that is so prominant in those first ten days. What ever the cause may be, i am damn proud to be here 50 days in, with nothing but optimisism.
No more fear! I will never be afraid of existing without dip. In these last 50 days i have learned that there is no activity i cant do without a dip. Yeah, i still crave one during specific moments, espcially after meals. But i understand that dip does nothing to improve any activity. In fact it's just one more variable to be constantly tended to. Fuck that, i have enough stress already.
My wife and sister in law are very close. Katie tells her about my quit, which is fine. Yesterday, my SIL walked up and handed me a Kennedy 50cent piece. That was pretty cool and stirred some emotion from my otherwise cold, cavernous heart. This quit is for me, but its damn nice to have the support of others.
Keep Quit,
-Grizzfall