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Steak 421 crushin' it today with my fellow Iron Man, Golf

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Steak 412 - congrats on the round trip Krusty

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Wow, reading these stories is like a trip down memory lane. I can relate to each in some way, shape, or form. I would also bet that everyone of us can relate to each other's story the way I can. This is why we are not special butterflies. We are all addicts and because of that we are all one in the same. My #1 reason for not quitting was because of my love affair with nicotine. I was one of those who "enjoyed" throwing in a dip for long drives, watching TV, mowing the lawn, or whatever mundane activity I so chose. Mundane activities turned into everything and I found ways to do everything alone so that I could dip or if I couldn't be alone I would ninja dip. I thought I loved it and enjoyed it. That was until the health scares came knocking and I realized that (metaphorically), she didn't love me the same way. Sure I knew of the risks, but never had a symptom, until now. Anxiety, fear, depression, paranoia all set in. I spent about $6,000 in medical fees to meet with ENT doctors, have a brain MRI, and a number of nasopharyngeal scopes to finally rule out that I did not have cancer. Turns out anxiety was the cause of most of my issues. Ironic...I used to think that nicotine helped me with anxiety. Today, my love affair with nicotine has ended in full on divorce. I hate her with everything I got. I hate her. I HATE NICOTINE. I HATE DIP. I AM FREE and I AM HEALTHY!

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