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Dear Grizzly Straight

Posted by scottludwig (Members) at Today, 2:01 AM. 0 comments

Dear Grizzly Straight,
It's been a while. I bet you wonder where I've been? I've had a hell of a time getting along without you. So where have I been? I decided to join this website. I just joined, didn't read much, just signed up, sounded like a place I wanted to be. It was kind of weird at first: the lists are long, the type is so small, my name gets erased, people are grabbing lists from a few pages ago, everyone's stumbling along trying to figure out what's the best way to do this? There's acronyms, thick fog, strangers want my number, headaches, people hunting you down, you screw up roll, you try to correct and then post multiple times, but in the end, each day, you post up and commit to not use tobacco. Yep that's right grizz...I'm quit today. Been quit for over 100 days now. What's that? Ya don't say? I know. I know you've been calling on me, calling on me daily haven't you. That's one thing I can say about you...you don't quit do you? I'm addicted to your drug. I didn't really understand that before I came here. Maybe I was too proud to admit my weakness or maybe I was okay lying about it to my family for 22 and wife of 12 years. Using you really screwed up my brain. A brain that will not be under your influence for the second half of my life. A time when I choose to live life on life's terms. Good luck? No I don't think so. There's no luck here, just a whole bunch of badass quitters who got my back EDD as long as my promise is posted early in the morning right up there with them. Who? Sure, you know them, but they're not fingering your tin anymore either. You remember MNx? That dude picked me up early and gave me some great strength by representing the kind of quitter I wanted to be. The others too. So many solid individuals who have provided such great knowledge, endless reading, and never ending quit strength. Especially my cult brothers of February, without them I would not be quit. Many of these quitters would say the same. We do this together, each day, one day at a time. Why would I do it any other way? I like being quit. I'm getting healthy and my mind is recovering from your poison. Every time I fight you off is a time I get a little bit stronger. I feel it. I feel it every time and it feels damn good to be quit. Oh and guess what... there's others too. Yep, a whole bunch of badasses right behind me fighting you off each day. I'll support everyone of them too, as long as they get in line and make that most important commitment each day. Together we will survive and together we will be quit, I promise.

Since 11/2/16

Frobozz's Hall Of Fame Speech

Posted by Frobozz (Members) at Yesterday, 1:34 AM. 0 comments

Well, here we are. I'm now in the KTC Hall Of Fame, enjoying my 100th day of freedom. The awesome majesty of that gleaming locomotive pulling up to the main platform in Union Station in Washington, DC to pick me up is a sight I'll not soon forget. A finely tuned, grand old locomotive, truly befitting the finest rail station in the entirety of the United States; the eight railcars she tows being no less majestic and sumptuously appointed. The ornate gilt script proudly yet tastefully identifying her as 'Old No. 100' displayed upon the ebon-black casing containing her nuclear reactor catches and pleases the eye. As I settle down into my seat, listening to the train pick up speed as she imperiously speeds Northward through our Nation's Capitol, across Interstate 495, and up into the verdant Maryland countryside, my mind rotates over to Retrospective mode...

I started tobacco when I was a teenager - I believe I was 16 years old at the time. Back then, the minimum age for tobacco was 16. That is when I became hooked. I was a fool who thought himself immortal. Initally, I smoked cigarettes - three packets of Marlboro 100s each and every day. These things were my constant companions, day in and day out. They followed me everywhere. I switched to dip in the year 2007 because I read that it's "safer than smoking". As it turns out, it's more accurate to say that it's less lethal than smoking. However, with a mortality rate of 1 in 12, it's still something to avoid. There's also the fact that going through life with no jaw isn't exactly fun. I quit dip when my teeth started to rot - back to back to back root canals can be one heck of a motivator. I could go on and on about my childhood and adolescence, but I find it highly unlikely that anyone would give a damn about the whole matter. So I'll let that go.

Now, here I am at KTC. One hundred days quit. One hundred. This number is used to signify perfection - the word 'perfect' coming from the Latin word 'perfectus' meaning 'finished'. I suppose this would describe the withdrawals; these are indeed finished. It would also seem to signify...many other things. That said, I prefer to think of the 100 in this case as signifying completion. My dedication to quit is complete. My resolve towards staying nicotine-free is complete. I have no desire to use tobacco any more. I will never use nicotine ever again, and I will never change my mind. My God will do for me what I cannot do for myself. ODAAT is all well and good - I am in complete accord with this philosophy - but the end goal as I understand it is to be and stay perenially nicotine-free. The quit is perennial. Unfortunately, so is the disease. So, until the day nicotine addiction gets a cure, I will continue to work the quit.

Here's how I did it. Please bear one thing in mind: I am simply sharing what worked for me. What works for you is something that you will have to discover for yourself. We can and will help you, but ultimately the responsibility for discovering your way to freedom is yours and yours alone. Firstly, I trusted in God. That sounds trite, but I mean it. Secondly, I stayed in the here-and-now. Anyway, I never use nicotine now. See, it's always now, right? It was now when I wrote this; it'll be now when you read this. So...I never use nicotine now. The concept of 'later' is in God's hands, not my own. So, when the craves come, my mantra is 'never nicotine now'. I say that to myself over and over - Never Nicotine Now - and it works. Granted, it's not exactly the Salve Regina, but it keeps me clean. Counting clean time is helpful, but if I lost count of my clean time entirely, I'd still have the commitment to being clean for life. Lastly, we must think of being free from nicotine addiction as being paroled from prison. Just as parolees from brick-and-mortar prisons must follow terms of parole, so those of us paroled from the prison of nicotine addiction (NicoPrison) must follow a term - Never Nicotine Now. Granted, it's the only term. But it is still yet mandatory - and violating this term leads back to NicoPrison. Finally, I did a lot of reading and researching. I did my quit Smart Turkey - I researched nicotine addiction and learnt from other quitters' testimonies. It is through this research of knowledge - and, most importantly, its application - that I have the quit I have today.

There's one special point I want to mention: I remember a few days into my membership, I received a text from Law asking me why I hadn't posted roll. At first, I was offended - why, exactly, does this guy care? Then it hit me - of course he cares. We're a Fraternity here. For the first time in my life, I felt I belonged to a group that really valued me as a person. This group, which styles itself "Cult of Quit" was the first time I really felt welcomed and loved, anywhere. Law wants me to stay quit because he values me as a brother. Wow; I don't know how to react, but I can tell you that I truly value that attention. I still have that text; I look at it every time I'm lonely.

There's some people I want to thank. Law, Bicycleptic, Viking, and Miker; thank you for being there and helping my quit. I really value your comradeship. Thank you so much for everything. Syndrome, you get a special thanks from me - your being clean for nigh-on a full decade (a decade is 3652 days) tells me that life without nicotine is indeed possible. Prohunter and Lentz, thank you for taking over posting roll for February. I have the roll template still on my computer, ready to go for 1 March. You new quitters out there, I assure you that your being quit is both possible and doable. Remember NNN always. For everyone else (too many to list, no bumps intended), thank you for keeping this board going.

Finally, my future with this board. I promise you that I will stay with you until every member of our beloved Cult either abandons their membership or gets to the Hall of Legends. Whether or not I shall remain after this happens remains to be seen. I promise to post roll every day - however, I should tell you in advance that I'll be moving to Florida around the summer of 2017. I might miss a day or two during that time, and be unable to text / email anyone. I give you my word that if I ever do leave this board, it's because circumstances outside my control left me with no choice in the matter. Like my death, for example. No matter what happens, I promise to you that I will be helping other nicotine addicts get and stay quit for the rest of my natural life.

So...that's it for now. I look forward to helping others quit. I'm in the formal lounge, sipping some good Colombian coffee and reading Sherlock Holmes' mysteries with a little Nox Arcana playing softly on the stereo. Come in and say Guten Tag any time you would like. I imagine the quiet formality will be a welcome break from the beer, fried food, sports, strippers, and other excerable silliness that the rest of the CoQ will be wasting their time on in the other cars. This car is soundproofed, so we don't have to worry about being distracted. It's a good, classy old car - a fully restord old 19th century coach with a rosewood interior, fine leather furniture, linen drapes, bronze doors, and gas-jet lighting. Feel free to put your feet up and relax - this is old-world quality we're talking about here. It is heavy-built and meant to last for centuries. I enjoy meeting new quitters, and entertaining the old. There's plenty of coffee (both iced and hot), dates, olives, broiled chicken with rosemary, sparkling water, and buttermilk for our enjoyment. There's also plenty of good atmospheric music on the stereo - I keep Nox Arcana and Enya on heavy rotation. Did I mention checkers, chess, darts, and shuffleboard? We should have plenty of good, gentlemanly fun. Oh yes, do you see that big easy chair with the letter F embroidered into it with gilt thread? That's my chair. Stay out of it.

One final thought. Do you remember the one who gave up? Neither does anyone else.

Fraternally,
Jim H.
Clean since 11/11/2016 3:30AM United States Eastern Time.

KillingCans' HOF Speech

Posted by KillingCans (Members) at Feb 16 2017, 02:06 AM. 0 comments

I started smoking when I was 10 and started chewing when I was 12. Happy Days while sitting on the backyard jungle gym was the first dip and I can still remember the salty taste in my mouth. I chewed Skoal for a couple years before transitioning to Copenhagen in high school. Copenhagen would be my dip of choice, one can per day every day* for the next 30 years (* I quit for 2 years in my late thirties. More on that in a minute).

Copenhagen was the one constant in a childhood that was, with two alcoholic parents, let's just say inconstant. I leaned on Cope like a crutch. I didn't have the words to know or describe it that way, but there's no question Copenhagen was my emotional crutch - a friend through all weather. All I needed was the money to pay for it and it was always there. Yep - I was paying for a friend whose only contribution to my life was a buzz, elevated heart rate and potential mouth and throat cancer. Only high-brow companions for this guy...

I tried to quit a few times in my twenties and my thought process during those times would go something like this: "I'll have some dip. Oh right, I quit. Oh I know, I'll have some dip. No wait. I quit. Oh, I know, I'll have some dip. No, wait. I quit......." Exhausting and unsustainable. Needless to say, I bought an amplifier with the money I saved over 4 months of not chewing and started chewing immediately thereafter. (Well, that was actually very specific information and not needless to say at all. ;) )

I did manage to quit for 2 years in my late 30s. I was married, 40 was looming and I thought "I gotta end this thing". So I did. I was happy. My wife was happy. That I quit chewing. Neither one of us was especially happy with anything else having to do with me. I was drinking my face off and was as miserable as I had ever been. So, at 40, my wife and I decided to divorce, and Copenhagen and I decided to reconcile. In 2 weeks I was back to a can a day as if no time had passed.

When I turned 45 the time had come to stop drinking. I was a pleasure to none including myself and was just a sloppy, angry son of a bitch. When I turned 46 the time had come to stop being a dry drunk living a life of white-knuckled anxiety and get into 12-step recovery. While I was still dipping, and still leaning into Copenhagen heavily, I was in the process of learning a new way of living which has given me a life I could not conceive of before getting sober and recovered.

Yet still, after 3 years sober, Copenhagen was sticking around like a friend on the couch who won't go home. How recovered was I if I was leaning so heavily on a drug weed to get me through the day to day? So, 100 days ago, I put my recovery to the biggest test to date, put the can down, and typed "quitting forum for chewing tobacco" into google. KillTheCan.org came up and I'm damn glad it did.

I am grateful every day for all of you on this site. For all those that paved the way before me and for all those that are quitting along side of me and after. You guys and ladies have inspired me, informed me and upon occasion tweaked my ego in ways that made me want to leave this site, which in turn made me know I had to stay. Although I'm a proud 100%er, I have NOT done this site perfect by any stretch. But, thanks to all of you, I have done it and continue to do it. Imperfect in all regards except for the amount of Copenhagen I've had in the last 100 days - that's been a perfect 0%. For that I am deeply grateful.

A special shout out to Prohunter for the run of daily texts when the days were long and my quit was short! I can't begin to explain what that meant.

And I'm especially grateful to all the dippers that tried, didn't make it and came back to try again. Whether you're here for the first time or your one hundred and first - welcome home! Here's the deal; it's hard. Fucking hard. Stop judging yourself, take a deep breath and commit to take your life back. When someone here challenges you in a way that pushes your buttons, choose "ok" instead of "fuck it". When the outside world is breathing down your neck - choose this site over a can. And PM me so we can exchange digits. I am always open for a call or text. We all do this together.

This is way longer than I intended. The only thing I really wanted to say is, 100 days one day at a time, thanks to all of you.


Maverick's HOF speech

Posted by Maverick705 (Members) at Feb 8 2017, 10:06 PM. 0 comments

I'd like to start this off by thanking everyone for helping me through my own personal quit journey. Every one of you guys has influenced my quit and I'm blown away by the collective wisdom of a bunch of guys who woke up one day and decided that they didn't want to be a slave anymore. I feel guilty for not participating more in the forums, but I think these first 100 days were more about myself and my quit. I'd like to make this next part of my journey more about helping others and giving back, like so many have done for me.

My story isn't entirely unique to the others on this site. I'm 28 and I made the horrible decision to start dipping when I was 18. Three years ago I read a book called "Allen Carr's Easyway to Stop Smoking". I quit before I even finished the book. It worked so well that I thought it was some sort of magic trick. I managed to last 2 months before July 4th rolled around and I made the poor choice of having a few puffs on a cigar. I knew it was stupid, but I did it anyway. As you would imagine, I full blown relapsed back to a can every couple of days. I spent the next three years desperately trying to quit again.

I reread the book four times, but it wasn't working and I was wasting my time. The sinister shadows in the back of my mind had different plans. I can't tell you how many times I would manage to quit for a week or two only to come up with the most ridiculous reason as to why I should just go buy a can. You are feeling better and you can control it this time. You deserve this. You are lonely, why don't you just go to the store and get your friend? All pathetic lies to keep doing something that had been slowly numbing and killing me.

As I've said before, I think it is extremely important to really dig deep as to why you quit and latch on to it when times get tough. Write it down if you need to, just don't ever forget it. Nicotine is a tricky SOB in that not long after you quit, you seem to forget every reason that you quit in the first place. I know a lot of people here have quit out of fear of cancer and although I certainly feared getting it, that's not the true reason I chose to quit.

I've always been hyper aware of how things affect me such as caffeine, alcohol, and nicotine. I exercise 4-6 times a week, I eat extremely healthy, I have plenty of friends, work isn't that stressful, I don't drink much anymore and I get plenty of sleep. I've been blessed and my life has been awesome, yet why did I feel like complete shit all the time? I'll let you take a guess. These last three years have been extremely bad. My blood sugar always felt like it was out of whack, my libido was tanked and my memory was starting to fall off to name a few, but those were all minor compared to the soul crushing anxiety. Not the worrying kind either. The kind that felt like my adrenal glands were completely burned out and I was constantly wired, yet tired. The kind that had me in fight or flight mode all day, every day, and the kind that kept me up at night because I could hear my heart pounding out of my ears.

Some nights when I overdid it with nicotine, I would wake up in the middle of the night gasping for air, convinced I was having a heart attack only to fall back asleep and have it happen over and over again. I have been like this for maybe 8 out of my 10 dipping years. 8 fucking years of being locked in a prison, and all for what? A shitty buz? I thank god that I didn't develop cancer or have a heart attack when my blood pressure was unbearable. I reached a breaking point last fall when I went home on leave to visit my parents. I was spiraling into extreme social anxiety for months and it was so bad that I could barely speak more than a sentence to them. It was the same feeling you get before you step in front of a bunch of people and start speaking, but it didn't go away. I felt so ashamed. Fuck you nicotine.

Out of desperation I searched the web, hoping to find anything that I could to help me escape, and that was when I found KTC. Funny thing is I came across it a few years ago but didn't care read a single article, so I brushed it off as being a waste of time. What a poor decision that was. This time I jumped in feet first and it's easily been one of the greatest decisions of my life. These last 100 days have been a breeze in terms of cravings thanks to the rules in place and the accountability system with an awesome group of guys. My anxiety was slowly been getting better but I was still having a lot of the problems listed above, up until about a week ago.

It's hard to explain but I feel like my mind and body are finally starting to level out. Quite honestly I think it's what it feels like to be normal and healthy, something I can't remember ever feeling. It's exciting, and I know that things will keep getting better and better for me. My quit is snowballing into other areas of my life and I've developed the courage to face my fears again. Other things such as finances, my career, and my relationships have drastically improved. It's all thanks to KTC and of course my quit brothers. From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank you all. There are too many to name but I want to specifically thank Viking. In my eyes he has been the glue keeping this quit group together and the most badass quit warrior I've come across. Thanks for stepping up and staying on top of everyone. I know your wise words have helped a lot more than just myself. I look forward to the next part of my journey, and today, I quit.

* Viking's HOF Quit Bible

Posted by Viking (Members) at Feb 7 2017, 07:40 AM. 0 comments

I am an addict to chewing tobacco. 100 days is just the beginning. I’m quitting today only. I’ll quit tomorrow later. This is the beginning of my “New Testament.” To be saved, I have to receive and give support to others. I have to acknowledge others who have saved me. I will not be saved until I am in a pine box. I am an addict to chewing tobacco.

I chewed tobacco for 17 years. That’s 6,205 days. I “stopped” a number of times, one time as even as long as 1.5 years. Let’s just say I have a good 5,900 days of chewing under my belt. It is almost laughable that I could possibly think I’d be cured in 100 days. It is only the beginning. I owe it to myself and to KTC to keep posting one day at a time. I’ll accept this is a milestone to celebrate. What I won’t accept is this day is any more important than yesterday.

Before I begin my personal quit bible, I want to call out a statement that affected my quit more than any other one statement. Someone in my group, Bill Dance, said something like, “when I post roll, it is easy to remember my day. I just look at Viking’s day, I am six days behind. I know that he will never cave.” Then Maverick, says, “Yeah, I just have to look at Viking’s days and subtract one.” Holy shit. People actually rely on my post and KNOW it will be there. People actually believe that based on the shit I’ve said and done that I will NEVER CAVE. Those are powerful words.

It was that moment I realized that there are people really depending on me out there. They don’t know me and they care a lot about things I’ve said and done, otherwise, they’d have never made a statement like that. Even if I want to cave, I CAN’T CAVE, because it doesn’t matter to them that I’m an addict and vulnerable just like they are. THEY SAID THAT THEY KNOW MY NAME WILL BE ON ROLL EVERYDAY. Again, holy shit. This pressure has strengthened my quit so much.

Quitting is the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but because I’ve fully bought into the program, it has become possible. If one person stays quit because of anything I’ve done or said, it makes it worth hanging around for a very long time. WE ARE SAVING EACH OTHERS’ LIVES.

The Book of Genesis


The Book of Exodus


The Book of Deuteronomy

The Book of Job


The Book of Psalms


The New Testament


The Book of Revelations

* Finally Free

Posted by Jpquit (Members) at Feb 4 2017, 04:12 PM. 0 comments

Well here I am cured of this disease!…..oh wait shit I’m still an addict, but I am a FREE addict. I never thought that I would be sitting here with 110 days with absolutely no nicotine of any kind. I watched this website for a long time and never joined because “I didn’t want to be obligated to quit and promise to strangers EVERYDAY” Now that I am here, I’m thinking why didn’t I just join sooner!!
This site really saved my life. I thought that dipping made me more of a man and showed people I was a hard worker. Man was I wrong! When I see someone with a dip in I think, you are a slave to a beast and weak, but making the first step to your quit is when you become a greater version of yourself. You realize all the problems you pushed aside, all the emotions you bottled up, and how much of a crutch chewing really is. Quitting was and is the hardest thing I have ever done EVER. Without a family of brothers and sisters here on KTC, I would be chewing right now. Still worried about cancer and running out of dip somewhere. Now I am free, I don’t worship the beast anymore I make the beast bow to me.
I remember seeing on the site that I had to quit cold turkey and I was like, “Yeah fuck that,” but if you are reading this thinking about quitting, cold turkey is the fastest way to freedom. I have tried nicotine gum, patches, lozenges, and electronic cigarettes. None of this shit works, there was a point when I would be dipping with a patch on. Dump it all! I spent so much money on chew and those products and it got me absolutely nowhere. Dive into this site, the vets have truly seen it all and have gone through exactly what you are going through. No one is alone here and that is the best foundation there is.
Do I still think about dipping today? Hell yeah I do! But I have the strength and support to deal with cravings. I have a list of people I can call or text all over the country that have always helped me out. Are you going to have major life changes in your life during your quit especially early on? Probably, I went through major life changes with my health, mental health, social life etc. But I am working on them now and conquered them quit! (some very early on in my quit). When it rains it pours, don’t let that discourage you from you quit. I still have lots of stress and medical things to go through, but now I am doing it dip free and it feels damn good.
I thank all of January for helping me out and dealing with my awkward social and communication skills. Wouldn’t be here at 110 days without you all. Happy to keep walking down the path with you for more days to come. Quit on!!

* HOF Speech

Posted by Bokie (Members) at Feb 4 2017, 11:21 AM. 0 comments

What does 100 days mean? To answer that, I need to go back to the beginning. I was 14 and wanted to feel unique. I walked into a store and bought a can of Skoal Mint - long cut. I threw a pinch in and thought, ah what a feeling. I threw the tin in my back pocket and started to ride my bike home. Before I could get home, I thought it would be a good idea to throw another pinch in as I rode. Well, I got sick shortly afterwards and chucked the can in the woods. I thought about that can for the next 4 years. That was the first sign that I had an additive trait that would haunt me for the rest of my life.

When I was 18 I bought some Redman, my commitment to the nic bitch was established and a 28 year relationship born. When I was 20, another relationship with alcohol started and quickly proceeded to ruin my life. After only 13 years of drinking, I found myself in front of a judge ready to answer for things alcohol had blessed me with in my life. The hardest part was saying goodbye the previous night to my 3 year old daughter, my baby girl of 3 months, my wife and family. However, God had other plans for me that day as I was given another chance when all charges were dropped due to a mistake on the part of the prosecutor. I was free and I committed to quit drinking and have stayed sober for 13 plus years. Well, guess who was by my side this entire time?

For the next 15 years, that bitch told me I chewed because I could not drink. I chewed because it was what made me unique. I chewed because it kept me from depression. I chewed as a reward for a hard day's work. I chewed because it made me happy. None of my friends chewed. My family didn't approved of it, so I never chewed in front of them out of fear of having to choose them or chew. I did not want to get judged, so I hid it from everyone I knew. I just wanted to be left alone with my chew. I became a ninja dipper for it was apparent, the nic bitch had gained complete control of me.

Then it all changed 2 years ago when my daughter asked me to quit, as she was learning about cancer in school. I didn't know she knew I was still active. "Of course, I will quit. I can quit for you", I said. I had no intentions of quitting. This addiction had turned me back into the liar and cheat I was in my drinking days. Sure I would stop for a few weeks and months here and there, but as soon as fishing season or some event came up, I was on the boat with a fatty in my lip. I was caught many times, and made many promises to quit. I broke every one of those promises. My wife would find a spit bottle and say those infamous words I had hated to hear so many times before, "I thought you quit?" Then my well rehearsed reply would follow, "I did, this is just a phase and I plan on stopping again soon." Each time my usage would increase, and now I needed to find a way to get the focus away from my addiction. They wanted me to quit, but that is not what I wanted. I found a can of fake chew that I had purchased during one of my many past quit campaigns. I showed them what I was chewing now, the fake stuff and kept it in my drawer. Meanwhile, my cans of Cope rotated in out of my closet.

This lasted about a year. Over the course of last few months of my usage, my body started rejecting the very thing I loved. Headaches became frequent. Mouth soars and dry mouth, was common. That nauseous feeling every time I put in a dip. I was no longer chewing for the pleasure, I was doing it to get my quick fix. With all this happening, I still could not stop chewing. I was no better than a drug addict on cocaine. My hatred for this addiction grew and I started realizing all that I thought was great about chewing, was actual the controlling hand of the addiction.

One afternoon, I was at work and had just placed a chew in. I did a search on fake chew reviews as I once again was ready to quit. Weird, I was always strong about my quit with a chew in my mouth, or right after. Hmm? I stumbled on Chewie's reviews on KTC. I started reading the blogs. Then read some of the forums. It scared the hell out of me how real this addiction was. Was I really ready to quit? Did I really want to quit? Could I make a commitment to these people and keep my word? I couldn't do it in the past, so why would it work this time? I kept reading. One story after another I could relate to. Quitting alcohol taught me not to compare, but relate to the struggles in those forums. I knew it was time. That night, October 26, at midnight, I spit out my last dip. I looked in the mirror and I quit for me and committed to October 27th as my quit date. 100 days ago.

My family does not understand addiction, so they are not part of my support system. KTC has become my support system over the past 100 days. My path to 100 days has had its ups and downs, like anyone else's quit, but the ability to relate to those around you is so valuable. Those who lead by example, I follow and do as they say. Those who offer support, I accept and rely on as words of encouragement to new folks just joining. Those who have stated that this site has saved their lives, I continue to be intrigued. After all, it's only been a 100 days for me. Has it really saved my life? Perhaps after a few more days and little more time I will realize just how valuable this support is in my life. For now, I keep it simple. I wake up, post a promise to my quit brothers and sisters that I will not use that day, and then keep my word for that day. The next day, I repeat. I do not look ahead, I do not dwell in the past, but I do not ignore the past as it holds all the answers to why I have not been able to quit, until today.

I thank all of you for your continued support, and I look forward to staying quit with you for the next 100 days. Until then, we will see you in the Roll or on chat. Peace out, bokie.

* The sledge hammer of quitting

Posted by Badger69 (Members) at Jan 29 2017, 11:15 AM. 0 comments

I'm going on 6 years of quits. Here is what I mean. On nov 1st 2011 I quit alcohol. I quit before it became a big problem and it was an absolutely great choice. The next spring, during lent, I quit soda. Now, anybody who thinks quitting soda is easy, you have another thing coming!!! sometime after that I decided to quit being such a food addict and started working out and eating much better. To date, I'm down about 65 lbs. I was down more but I decided to quit something else!! So, last October I found all of you awesome, reliable, serious,proud galoots and was welcomed in with open arms to quit the nic, and so I did! Two weeks into my quit I was driving around and TOTALLY out of the blue the sledgehammer of quitting hit me!! This freeking voice in my head said, and I quote (I seriously heard this) "you haven't been this clean and in shape since you were 14 years old!" I had to pull over it hit me so hard. I cried a little. One half of my brain was ashamed as hell and pissed off at myself for not seeing the light earlier and the other half was proud as hell of myself!
Well, because of each and every one of you (dieselchic and tiswritten 👍) the proud of myself side has grown quite bigger than the other side and I'm proud as hell to be with a group of people who truly care about each other!
The world needs more quitters like you guys!
Badger69

* Training for success

Posted by tiswritten (Members) at Jan 24 2017, 09:36 AM. 0 comments

100 days… I’ve reached the end of my training period. That’s really what the first 100 days is. I have equipped myself with several things along this journey that I am now able to skillfully use the rest of my life fighting the enemy, nicotine, that we have chosen to remain free from today.

I have gained knowledge. I now see nicotine for what it is. It is a demon that seeks to enslave and destroy those within its grasp. On the surface it can appear to be beautiful and enticing. Scratch the surface and you will see the ugliness that is masked just beneath. I understand now what it does to the body and mind and how it works tirelessly to deceive us. Long, long after the physical withdrawals subside, the mental games that accompany an addiction continue…”Just one taste…for old time’s sake...”

However…I have developed a focus...cultivated a mindset. I know the enemy is lurking in the shadows at all times. It cannot surprise me if I am aware of its presence. In the past I thought ignoring it or running from it was the answer. On the contrary, success is achieved daily by facing it head on. It cannot entice or trick me into coming back if I recognize that its intentions are to only harm me with absolutely no benefits in return… I see it for what it is.

Therefore…I have developed hatred and anger towards nicotine. Before joining KTC, I either loved it or feared it…either way, I was a slave. These incorrect feelings kept me in its clutches with no hope for escape. It was easy for nicotine to steer me towards those emotions when I was trying to face it alone (or not face it at all).

So…I have developed relationships for support and accountability. This required time and effort. I did this by getting involved at KTC. From the beginning, I spent time on the forum and posted comments when I felt like I could contribute. I was one of the people in our group who has kept up with our attendance spreadsheet (SSOA). These things helped me form bonds with others going through the same thing as me. I learned to care about others’ quits too…which amazingly strengthened my own quit and continues to strengthen it every single day! We come from different walks of life, but we are fighting the same battle.

In the process…I have tested my word. The times I attempted to quit on my own, I swore each time I was done. Inevitably, I lied to myself and ultimately failed… but I’m a pretty forgiving guy, especially when it comes to myself. On the contrary, when you give your word to others, the stakes are raised. Your true character is revealed.

Using all of this…I now have a plan and the tools to execute it. More accurately, I have bought in to the plan that has worked for thousands here at KTC. I have humbled myself and been observant. I came here to change myself, not change the site. I have poured everything into being a good group member, helping build cohesion and structure, and investing whatever I have into the quit of those around me. What a roller coaster of emotions the last 100 days has been!

On my own, my best attempt to quit in 31 years lasted 5 days. With KTC, I have amassed 100 quit days, gained quitting knowledge, learned how/where to focus with the proper emotions, built wonderful friendships, and strengthened my character. I have also learned several new cuss words and the appropriate circumstances in which to use them. All of this leaves me with two thoughts:

1.I am proud to quit with all of you today.
2.God willing, I will see you %@*!# quitters back here tomorrow!

* The Rock I Cling To

Posted by dieselchick87 (Members) at Jan 23 2017, 07:06 PM. 0 comments

I am a nicotine addict and KTC is the Rock I cling to stay Quit.

No one has ever said that quitting would be easy. Like just about everyone here this isnt my first rodeo, but I promise it is my last.
Does that mean I am cured? HELL NO!
Then why cling to something that hasn't fixed the problem yet?

That answer is simple ... Look at the 5th word in my first sentence...... Addict.

What does addict mean to you?
Addict to me is someone that cannot have just one of whatever substance you want to insert..... for me it is nicotine.


I have to stay alert and aware every damn day, and fight to stay quit.
Some days the battle is fiercer than others and then some days it's like a picnic.
The reason I choose to stay at KTC after my first 100 days is when I show up here and post roll 100% of the time
I know that on those bad days when the battle rages out of control and the Nic Bitch is gaining ground I can send
one text, email, jump on chat whatever method of reaching out I choose to use and Then I will not be fighting the battle alone.

I went through my phone today and while I may not talk to all of my KTC Brothers and Sisters that I have swapped numbers with every day
I know that they are a text away if I need them. Prohunter Tiswritten ReWire Harvest Chickdip Nolaq PAB1964 Nomore Flucky Kdip Teray you will
probably never know how instrumental you have been in my Quit these first 100 days the wisdom laughter anger and pure quit gold that you
share not only with me but in chat and in the threads. I am proud to be part of the KTC family.

To the New quitters that may read this in the future don't buck the system drink the kool-aid post roll reach out and link arms with the quitters
that post above you and the ones who post below you we all come from different walks but we all share the same story we are all addicts and if
you use this site properly you will be quit One Day At A Time Every Damn Day All Day Long ..........and after the fog begins to clear begin to give back
it adds another layer to the foundation of your quit that you will be glad for when you hit between day 75-90 when you somewhere in those days you will
inevitably hit a funk.

I am Proud to be Quit With the League Of Extraordinary Quitters!!!!

Quit Strong Quit Proud!!!

 

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