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  1. I found this wonderful organization in August of 2012.  I stumbled onto it because I was attempting to quit dipping after 42 yrs.   My mind was hazzy and I had difficulty concentrating.  I wondered if I was having normal withdrawal symptoms which led me to consult the internet, and I found this site.  The support on this site definitely enabled me to stay "quit."  I remember dreaming several times that I had a dip in my mouth and was spitting it out and wondering how it got there.  

         I was very envious of those who had reached the 10 day mark of quitting.... then the 20 days, and eventually 100 days.  Staying off the nicotine for 7 years has been one of my favorite life accomplishments. Good luck to all of you who have decided to regain control of your body.  I can remember telling my body that I was in charge now, and there would be no more nicotine.  Good luck to all, especially newbies.

     

  2. The experience that I would like to pass on to future quitters, is that in the beginning you should take it fifteen minutes at a time, (baby steps as in “What About Bob”) then thirty, and then one hour at a time, next a couple of hours at a time, and finally, one day at a time. Celebrate and pat yourself on the back with each step, and get rid of all forms of tobacco you have in your house, garage, truck, or barn. Take control of your body and constantly notify the nicotine bitch and your body that you don’t use nicotine anymore when the urges or craves hit. Tell your body, “No, No, NO!! I don’t do that anymore!!” I repeated this over and over and over. Also, just as important, if not most important, is to ask for assistance in your prayers to whomever or whatever you believe in. Make new friends and contacts so that you’ll have support when the Nic Bitch attempts to make your mind rationalize to your body that just one little pinch won’t hurt. Exercising and sunflower seeds helped drive away my urges along with just blocking it out of my mind when the thoughts came. I still don’t let my mind dwell on tobacco because I know that one little pinch of nic will send me back to day one of addiction. We are all imperfect. If you cave, you are not a complete failure; a complete failure is a person who fails to continue attempting to quit. If you quit one more time than you cave, you are a success!!. Don’t give up if you cave, because eventually, you will overcome the nicotine if you keep on quitting. Good Luck to you, and may your Supreme Being be with you, inspire you, and give you the necessary strength to regain control of your body from the nicotine bitch and be free of nicotine forever!!
  3. On a stormy, blustery, Texas Sunday evening, August 27, 2012, I declared my independence from the Nicotine Bitch!! I ripped that dip out of my mouth, along with the can in my pocket and threw them onto my garage floor, stomped them, kicked them, blasted them with my 12 gauge shotgun, and then dumped gasoline on them and torched them!! I swear that I heard the Nicotine Bitch screaming, crying, and pleading for mercy. I yelled at that sorry, low-life scum Nic Bitch and told her to stay the hell out of my garage, truck, house, and especially my mouth, body, and life!! That sure would have been enjoyable, but actually my quit was totally unplanned and something that I kind of stumbled onto. That Sunday evening, for no particular reason, I was wondering if I could survive a couple of hours without taking a dip. I managed to survive with the help of sunflower seeds. Next I successfully denied my body a dip after supper, and then again a dip before bed. The next morning, upon awakening, I struggled to ignore my body’s pleas for my usual morning dip. That was really rough because without my morning nicotine fix, my bowels might not function properly. Fortunately, I was able to enjoy a successful session on the toilet with the funny papers, but without the nicotine. After breakfast and a cup of coffee, my mind was demanding its normal nicotine fix to accompany the caffeine. Ignoring its pleas, I declared, “No, No, No!!!! I’m not doing that anymore.” Many times during that first agonizing day, I shouted both silently and vocally to my body that I’m not doing that anymore. Throughout that morning and afternoon, I struggled and fought my body in an attempt to deny it a nicotine fix. At some point during that first bizarre day, I noticed that when I rubbed my finger over my face, my face felt kind of numb, and when I rubbed my tongue against my cheek and gums they were unusually smooth. This was really strange! That evening, in a mind numbing haze, I thought that perhaps there was something wrong with me because of the funky state my mind I was in, so I consulted the internet and discovered this site. Two helpful members attempted to assist me and explained how to post roll. My mind was in such a mess that I couldn’t comprehend their directions. The next day, Tuesday, the 29th, my mind had improved enough so that I was able to post roll. The encouraging messages that I received were immensely helpful and enabled me to understand that what I was experiencing was a normal withdrawal. About eight years ago I had quit for a few months, but ended up smoking cigars and eventually returned to the dip. Now, with the information from this site, I realized that if I ever try nicotine again, I’ll end up right back where I was for 41 years. I had been wanting to quit for the last few years but never seriously considered it; however, each night in my prayers I asked for help in getting rid of the nicotine, and I think that had a lot to do with my quit. Especially since last year I moved my parents 540 miles south to live in the same town that we live in; they died within three months of each other. My dad had used tobacco until he was 65 and lived to be 91. In my prayers, I had also asked my parents for help in getting rid of nicotine. Now, I’m in the position of attempting to quit sunflower seeds, or at least cut back, because I’ve gained about 10 pounds. In an effort to keep my weight under control and keep the Nic Bitch out of my body and mind, I have ridden my bicycle 1,074 miles since I began my quit in August. I should mention that I’m a retired teacher/coach which allows me to ride my bicycle everyday, but I’m not a health fanatic. After riding 10 miles, or whatever distance I feel like, I enjoy a beer break which I formerly accompanied with a dip of snuff. Instead of a dip, I now enjoy my beer break with some Jalapeño cheese crackers and sunflower seeds. My favorite ride is to a very small town (McMahan, Texas with maybe 10 buildings, population around 150) which is 9 miles away. When I arrive at Whizzerville Hall (supposedly the name originated from cowboys whizzing off the porch) I always order two “high energy” drinks in the form of Shiner Bock cold beer. A mother and daughter combo run the establishment and are very pleasant on the eyes…. Yes, I have introduced my wife to them, and my wife is more pleasant on my eyes. The experience that I would like to pass on to future quitters, is that in the beginning you should take it fifteen minutes at a time, (baby steps as in “What About Bob”) then thirty, and then one hour at a time, next a couple of hours at a time, and finally, one day at a time. Celebrate and pat yourself on the back with each step, and get rid of all forms of tobacco you have in your house, garage, truck, or barn. Take control of your body and constantly notify the nicotine bitch and your body that you don’t use nicotine anymore when the urges or craves hit. Tell your body, “No, No, NO!! I don’t do that anymore!!” I repeated this over and over and over. Also, just as important, if not most important, is to ask for assistance in your prayers to whomever or whatever you believe in. Make new friends and contacts so that you’ll have support when the Nic Bitch attempts to make your mind rationalize to your body that just one little pinch won’t hurt. Exercising and sunflower seeds helped drive away my urges along with just blocking it out of my mind when the thoughts came. I still don’t let my mind dwell on tobacco because I know that one little pinch of nic will send me back to day one of addiction. We are all imperfect. If you cave, you are not a complete failure; a complete failure is a person who fails to continue attempting to quit. If you quit one more time than you cave, you are a success!!. Don’t give up if you cave, because eventually, you will overcome the nicotine if you keep on quitting. Good Luck to you, and may your Supreme Being be with you, inspire you, and give you the necessary strength to regain control of your body from the nicotine bitch and be free of nicotine forever!!
  4. Thanks Chuck for taking the time to contribute your comments. One thing I can really appreciate is your threats concerning your three daughters. I have two daughters and a son. I didn't shoot anybody, but my two daughters didn't have much of a chance of becoming involved with the wrong boy because my wife and I were both teachers, and my best friend and golfing buddy was the high school principal. So we knew everything about any boy who showed up at our place. I only, indirectly, uhhh disqualified two boys. One of my daughters married the son of a coach who I coached with and that worked out wonderfully. They have 3 kids and are both teachers. My other daughter married an electrical engineer who drove from Austin to ask me for her hand in marriage. We are about 30 minutes from Austin. I kind of knew what his mission was when he showed up by himself. I offered him a cold beer, and on his first swig, he chocked and spewed beer everywhere and was severely embarrassed. After recovering, he expressed his desire to my wife and I to marry our daughter. Later he said that he was dissapointed because I didn't give him a hard time. I kind of have a reputation for uhhhh cutting up. He and I play golf together and attempt to stay out of trouble with our wives. They have 2 kids, and my son and his wife who live in Sweden have one boy. I now have 6 grandkids and am loving it!.... and am hoping to stay around longer by quitting the nic. Good luck with your daughters!!
  5. Does anybody have a plausible explanation about the nicotine dreams? I was at my in-laws house last week for the first time since I started my quit. I had new triggers and cravings since it was a place I had used nicotine for many years. I understood that my body was expecting a dose of nicotine since the last time I was there, I used nicotine. Well, I didn’t really experience craves, it was more like nudges, but the sunflower seeds and bicycle riding neutered the nic bitch. What I couldn’t understand is that one night I had two nicotine dreams. In both dreams, I suddenly found myself with a dip in my mouth and was pissed off at myself for having the dip. I don’t know how the dip got into my mouth; I just know that it was there. Both dreams caused me to wake up. Two days later I saw that one of the members in my group had met with bad times and lost his quit. I thought about how depressing that would be. That night, I again dreamed that I had a dip in my mouth and was fretting over having to break the news to the rest of my group that I had caved. I thought for sure that this was the end, and then I woke up and was so, soooo happy that it was only dream. What gets me is that in the dreams, I never bought the can, opened the can, got a pinch of snuff, or put it in my mouth; the dip just suddenly appeared in my mouth. Has anybody had a similar experience??
  6. Last night I was attempting to explain something to my older and younger brothers. While I was attempting to talk to them, I suddenly noticed that I had a dip in my mouth. My first thought was; “How in the hell did a dip get into my mouth when I don’t have any dip in the house?!! Damn!! I just wasted 46 days of quitting!!” I was so pissed off at myself, but then I woke up and realized that I was dreaming. The Nicotine Bitch was playing games with me……… so I played games with her via taking her on a 21 mile bicycle ride and enjoying some sunflower seeds along the way. I just kicked your ass again, Nic Bitch and I’ll kick it again, and again, and again, and again you worthless pos!
  7. Today I was very impressed by the Bitch of Nicotine’s tenacity. I have been kicking her ass and laughing at her for 39 days. Yesterday, I took her on a 26 mile bicycle ride which she didn’t care for and rarely entered my mind. However, today, while taking her on a 14 mile ride, as I was pedaling up a steep hill, the thought entered my mind concerning one of our former quitters who caved. He probably was getting coerced by the Nicotine Bitch. What was going through his mind; remember waking up and enjoying that first dip….remember after breakfast grabbing a second cup of coffee and enjoying that second dip? Remember enjoying that dip while driving to work? Remember while in a meeting, enjoying another dip and acting like you were drinking coffee while you were actually getting rid of a glob of brown spit? Ahhhh… that was wonderful wasn’t it! I laughed at the Bitch, because I had been there once before when I attempted to quit ten years ago. Now…. I just kicked her slimy ass out of my mind. That’s my best defense; I just refuse to consider any of the “enjoyable” aspects of tobacco. I just kicked your ass again Nic Bitch!!!!!! Really, just don’t think about it when the urge hits you….piss on it!!!
  8. I continue to notice the vast amount of people who bash themselves for allowing themselves to be shanghaied by nicotine. Many, including myself, have wondered why they have subjected themselves to the risks of oral cancer in exchange for a mild brain and body buzz. I’m wondering how many were coerced into using tobacco because of peer pressure, which was my case. I am a retired teacher/ coach. After finishing college, I was hired at a school where my high school coach was employed. In my opinion, he was an idol and could do no wrong. This was around 1972 when a can, well it was cardboard then, of Skoal was 25 cents. I decided that since he chewed tobacco, I should do the same since he offered. At that time, I chewed Red Man chewing tobacco which was also around 25 cents a pouch. Since I was coaching football, there was always someplace to spit. I even won some chewing tobacco spitting contests which I attribute to my saxophone playing that built up the muscles in my mouth. I still play the sax. Eventually, I began coaching basketball. The head coach introduced me to Skoal which made sense to me because I didn’t have to spit so much. Later on when I was at a different school and the high school girls’ basketball coach, I would send my manager after a cup for me to spit in before the ball game began. I sure feel sorry for those girls having to smell my horrible breath while coaching them. Remember that this was in the early 70’s; my dentist was in his early 80’s and still used an alcohol burner along with a mortar and pistil to mix his ingredients for a filling. I asked him if chewing tobacco was harmful, and he replied that the only problem with chewing tobacco is that it would wear down a person’s teeth. His name was Doctor Crosby, and he gave me three trays of sample false teeth for my science classes. I still have the sample teeth except for a few that I gave to my grand kids to play tricks on their parents. Ok…. That was the past. Gradually I began to realize that tobacco was bad for me, but I kept thinking about the words of my dentist who said that there was nothing harmful about tobacco. Here is where this situation becomes a bit ironic. While I was dipping, if the thought of oral cancer attempted to enter my mind, I would block it out. I used the same strategy to quit dipping; if the thought of getting one more dip entered my mind, I would block it out. In both situations, I had to overcome my body’s desires. I don’t know if my body is stupid or just plain dumb!! Wait! I take that back and apologize to my body; the first dip I took nearly made me puke….. that was my body attempting to tell me to get rid of that brown crap! Now my body is telling me, “I told you so!!” along with Cari Underwood. So, I along with everyone else here, has had the butt-kicking-machine working overtime, but as I told my wife when she backed into a dumpster, “Shit happens!” Here we all are attempting to deny our bodies of something we introduced to them which they initially attempted to reject and then gradually began to crave. Well, shit happens and we have to deal with it and don’t expect anything in life to be fair….. One more thing…Congratulations FarmChick34!! You definitely have your uhhhh.... stuff together!!
  9. Yeah, I thought that I was tough; I could do anything, and still I kind of think that I can, But what I first thought was cool and what actually is, involves a mixed up man. About 40 years ago, when I thought I knew everything, something different appeared on the scene, Something I knew nothing about which had been here forever and was known as Bitch Nicotine. The buzz that I got nearly took me to my knees, but I managed to go on my way Little did I know that the Nicotine Bitch had taken over my life that day. The next day, I took another dip just to prove that I was so rough, What I didn’t know, but would soon find out is the Bitch was just as tough. Before I realized what had happened to me, it was in my mouth all day, My girlfriend told me if I didn’t get it out, she was packing up and going away, She didn’t like my spitters or my speckled brown teeth and said that she was outta here. Well…. Who could blame her, after she drank out of my spitter that she thought was an ice cold beer. Well….. HELL!! Lucky for me while searching on the Web, I stumbled upon this awesome site. It appeared to me that the people living here were willing to engage in a fight, With Nicotine the Bitch and all of her evil snares Which she hoped to infiltrate unaware. Ballywho kicked her ass, Phil stomped her teeth into her tonsils while Chuck , Mainza, and Beau plucked her eyeballs out FarmChick kneed her between the eyes, The Raven destroyed her arm and Verno yanked her hair about. The dumb bitch kept fighting until FightBack and Beau smashed her nose into a blob of oral cancer mush The Bitch was drained, nothing remained after Ohio Matt, Emm, KY and Longhorn ripped her innerds out and her outters in and down the pot they did flush!! Sorry if I left anybody out, but if you would like, you can rip her nose hairs and eyelashes out …. KILL THE NICOTINE BITCH OR BASTARD!!!! PISSONSNUFF!!!!
  10. Congrats on your new journey back to freedom! I'm only a couple of years younger than you but I quit at age 54 after being addicted to tobacco most of my adult life. Those triggers will slowly lose their power until they completely fade away. For me, this journey has been all about freedom. Yesterday, Labor Day, I spent about 7 hours in the car and an hour in a restaurant without a single craving. That, of course, did not happen overnight, but the struggle was entirely worth every bit of it! Life is so much better without being chained to dip. All the other benefits are mere icing on the cake for me. Euty ~ day 2,197 nicotine-FREE Thank you for your words of encouragement; they are very much appreciated. In relation to your 7 hour car ride, I have been enjoying various situations without tobacco. I find it humurous that when I think about packing for a trip, I automatically begin to figure out how much snuff I need to pack, and instantly laught at myself, because I don't need any nicotine. The urges still hit me, but they are less intense. Today while working on a project in my garage, I placed a pinch of sawdust in my favorite dipping spot, and that took care of my cravings for about an hour or so. I'll have to find an old can, fill it full of saw dust.... nawww...forget that. We recently made a trip to Sweden to visit my son's family. I didn't pack enough snuff and ended up buying some there.... about 8 dollars per can, and it tasted awful. Hey..... when I began dipping, I used Skoal, and it was 25 cents per can, that was about 1971, and before that I chewed Red Man, but I've forgotten the price of it... probably about 20 cents in 1970. I'll have to think about all of that and post it somewhere. Thank you again for your words of encouragement and tell, Doc, Kittie, Festus, and Chester "Howdy!" My dad used to cook a large pan of popcorn on Saturday Night, and we would go down into the basement and watch Gunsmoke in black and white of course. We could receive 3 channels, and nobody had ever heard of a remote control.
  11. I’m ending my 5th day of kicking the Bitch Nick out of my body…she’s really pissed off at me; the feeling is mutual. About 41 years ago, I allowed the Bitch Nicotine ,BN, (very closely related to BM… an article in today’s world just isn’t complete without a few acronyms…. Therefore I’ll introduce the Bitch Nicotine. I realize that the Nicotine Bitch would be more appropriate, but since we are all attempting to flush the Nicotine out of our systems, I felt that BN would be more appropriate). I just noticed that as I’m typing this article, there is a green plastic bottle filled with sunflower seed hulls in front of me. Last week, that bottle would have been full of brown matter…. YEAH for me!!!!!! While I’m on the subject of spit bottles, cans, whatever…. How many times, have you been confused as to which can you are drinking out of, and which can you are spitting into? It’s a rather unwelcome surprise when you take a big swig out of a Coke can or a beer can and discover that it’s the “spitcan.” We’ve all been there; I just thought that I would mention it because I’ve laughed at myself several times when this occurred. Damn…..I just had another attack of the nicotine bitch, and I told her to…. Well you know. These little attacks are especially prevalent after finishing a meal, or taking a break while bicycling. Formerly, I would ride for ten miles, and take a break which included placing a wedge of brown matter in my mouth before continuing my bicycle ride. Today, I didn’t take a break, and just kept on peddling. Ok…. I’ll readily admit that the BN is a very strong force, and is still attempting to regain control of my body again. I’ll just continue to say NO!!! which I have to resort to many times. Also I have God, Jesus Christ, and my parents to help me. Last year, I moved my parents 540 miles to where I live, and they both died within the year. I figure that they are in Heaven and can help me with this nicotine bitch. My Dad smoked cigars, and chewed tobacco until he was 65. He left this world at 91 years. I’m quitting chewing at age 62 (I never enjoyed the cigar smoking), and hopefully will live as long as he did. Right now, writing about this, I’m experiencing a huge crave to procure a dip of tobacco……..NO,NO, NO!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don’t know how many times I have told my body this in the last 5 days, but it works…. I’ll get a handful of sunflower seeds, or just wait for the craving to pass while I inform the BN that this is my body, and I’m in control so stay the hell out of my body. I totally realize that when I wake up in the morning, my first thought will most likely be, “I need a dip.” I will tell myself to forget it, and further more kiss my ass. In fact, I know that everyday for several weeks and possibly months, my first thoughts upon awakening will be about snuff. Well, too bad…. Piss on Snuff because you will never, ever, ever enter my mouth again!!!
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