8meds

Do you know why I can’t go into the clubhouse?

Welcome dude. Cruise around. You ready to do this thing? It is one of the best choices I've done for myself. I know it will be for you. 

Happy birthday I hope its a great one for you!!!

Happy Birthday Tom!  Hope it is a great day.  Deer came back in this morning, but it is raining.  Supposed to be off this week, but got a lot of work.  Going to head into office until 1:00 (while no one is there) and then hunt this afternoon/evening.  Enjoy your day and hoping it is a holiday for you!!!  Great to be quit!!!

Chris

A COINS WORTH/ RIDING SHOTGUN

It was 10:30 pm when I got the message from my wife, " Baby, I feel terrible I am going to the ER." Ten minutes later, I was calling my supervisors to let them know I was headed back home to check on my wife who was bad sick with some crazy symptoms. Five minutes after that, I was meeting @texagmd at the Cajun Country Truck Stop picking up a RedLine and RockStar and blazing up HWY 1 to get my wife. My mind wouldn't've let me rest, but as soon as I picked up Tex, and he started flipping through that big medical book of his, my mind began to ease. We took a right past Frank's grocery and crossed one of the many drawbridges over one of the millions of bayous in South Louisiana and got onto Hwy 3235. Soon, my bladder started to scream, and I had to pull over to piss. Just about the time I whipped out the snake, I hear a voice off behind the truck, " Man, aint you afraid of the gators? They may try and bite your lil' worm off, bro!"

I swiftly zip up and turn around to see Lipi and Shorty come walking up. Shorty grinned and shook my hand, " Me and Lip heard you needed some buddies ,so we decided to come kick you in the dick and hang out a little bit."

I smiled as we jumped back into the truck and sped off down the road. Lipi looked in the back of the truck at Tex, " Oh gawd, why did you bring him, Young Grizz?"

"I needed a medic," I said as I flipped my Centurion Coin between my fingers. Minutes and miles rolled by in lines of taillights and radio channels. Lipi growled every time I landed on a Christian radio station, but decided that it was better to let me find solace somewhere rather than him find a threesome with the hungry reptiles in the bayou just off the shoulder. Before long, we were merging right again by Gulf Offshore Logistics to get onto HWY 90, when out of the blue shorty looked up from his position in the bitch seat ( Tex had the back seat covered in medical textbooks, and we had determined that Shorty was more compact and therefore better suited for the bitch seat), " Hey isn't that the fuck her right in the pussy guy?"

Sure enough there in the parking lot underneath the live oak covered in Spanish moss, was none other than Smeds, and Roth was standing beside him signaling us to slow down with his luminous pasty white man boobs. Smeds looked in through the driver window, " Heard you needed some buddies. Me and Roth here will make sure that your cute little butterfly wings don't show up."

Roth grinned wickedly as he shoved medical books and Tex over to the far side of the backseat, " HELL YEAH! I even brought my flame thrower!"

Smeds climbed into the backseat as well, shoving Tex and his books into the middle bitch seat, " What are you doin?"

"I'm looking up reasons for Grizz's wife's illness," said Tex as he wiggled to get more comfortable " So far I'm leaning towards strep throat."

Smeds snorted through his nose," Whatever, I'll tell you what it is! They've been sharing dildos again! That's why you should never take a dildo up the ass! It'll give you a rash, headache and make you throw up."

"Geez, you take a vibrator one time..." I  muttered as I gripped my QD coin tight in one palm. My palms were sweaty and my eyes a little blurry, but my chest felt lighter with all these guys riding shotgun with me.

Finally, we were on the home stretch, Interstate 55 North up around Hammond, LA. We pulled over for one last pit stop , and Roth said something about letting his moobs air out. From the Kangaroo gas station, we see trio coming our way headed by a guy with a very impressive beard.

" Hey, Rick!" I yelled as him, Virgie,and Krusty hopped in the backseat. "Don't you want in the cab?" I asked the guys " You can sit in Lip's lap!"

Rick laughed and said something about wanting to feel the breeze blow through his beard and not wanting to feel Lip's California Roll on his ass.

We sped off on the last leg. At 2:30 the next morning, me and my possey pulled up at a redlight on the Boulevard in Brookhaven, MS and turned left headed to King's Daughters Hospital where my wife's friend Shelley was waiting to let me in. I spun my QD Coin in my hand and gripped it tight. Sweat and the pain of being up nearly 24 hours leaving the indention of the Centurion in my hand.

As we all got out, Virgie bumped my fist and shook my hand, " Call us any time you need us, bro."

I turned to shake his hand, but only saw my blue chevy and Shelley standing there. Then I looked down in my hand and saw the coin. It hit me, so that is the value of the coin. There is no way you can get all those guys from all those states in one place for one crazy roadtrip. BUT as long as you have the coin you are connected, that coin means you have phone numbers and are part of a group that gives a shit about you. THAT IS THE VALUE OF A QD COIN----- BROTHERHOOD! So any of you guys acting butthurt or being silent or only posting and ghosting, or those who just don't care anymore, get over it and get in her. Maybe one day, it'll be me in that coin riding shotgun on some dark road with you when you need someone to reach out to.

Thanks to all the guys who checked in on me and my wife. She is doing better. Thank you for all the thoughts, prayers and good vibes. 

So I got a message today from a fellow quitter. But sadly I didn't know who. When I was acting stupidly, I was out trying to collect as many number as could. Trying to get that perfect 100% phone list. Foolishly I abused these guys trust by bombarding them with garbage twice and when called out about it, I went nuclear and deleted everyone like that was going to make the problem go away. Basically stranding myself and looping the noose around my neck and the life of my quit. 

You see I took out my anger on what I could see thinking that if those bad people( people who called me out to be a better person and who were showing tough love to a 2x dumbass) weren't there then they didn't exist and couldn't hurt me. They couldn't hurt my feelings. I was alone I was the winner. AND BROTHERS, LET ME TELL YOU THAT IS A VERY DANGEROUS PLACE TO BE. Riding out solo in this fight is suicide. 

You see I was reacting to the consequences that were external, but I've never confronted the problem that is internal. I was not acting mature. I don't abuse the use of my moms phone number. I don't send my boss stupid messages in the middle of the night, so why did I do that to these guys who were trying to help me save my life? Why abuse them? Why fuck with them? 

Cause I was doing like in highschool acting like a punk. Trying to be cool and fit in instead of just being me being Adam Anglin. No body cares about if you think you are a bear or how loud you yell about how quit you are. All they want to know is that you are quit that you care about this as much as they do and that when needed you will reach out to them and they can reach out to you.

That is the gift of this place @Hog addict and @imdone. The gift of accountability you've got insurance and a fall net with these guys. Don't be a dumbass like me and screw it up. 

To the rest of you guys @Lipi @8meds @thejoeformidable @Mitch McDeere @KobeJr I think this is a big lesson finally sinking in fully. I'm quit every day and I'll be here to help anyway I can. I want y'all to get to know the legit me. 

So, I guess hi im adam 

I was at my camp all week and not keeping up on things.  Congrats on 600 yesterday.  Great milestone.  Got to hunt with my Brother all week.  Very special time and pray we can do it again next year.  Rainy as hell (do bad we weren't duck hunting).  No bucks, but saw lots of baldies.  I wanted a big ass buck for him so bad, but the hunting gods thought different.  Hope your Thanksgiving was great and congrats again on 600!

Nice 100 day jump over at KTC, I want some of that quit  

Hello, My name is Sin and i am an addict. Nic has been my vice since the age of 14 and i just turned 33 this month. I have stopped a few times with longest being 12 months. This time is dif. i am ready to relieve my self from this dependency and learn how to taste smell smile and enjoy life for what it is. P.S. wifey still smokes