To think I found this site on a Spotify playlist still baffles me. I had no where else to go but I knew I wanted to be done with the shitty life I was living so I looked up quitting dip podcasts hoping to find something. 100 days later and I am here to say that my name is Foster and I’m 100 days quit. Not stopped. quit.
I think the first thing I learned during the start of this journey was making this quit about me. Before my quit, so often I was able to make excuse after excuse on why I needed the can. When I started my quit I put my family as my first reason to quit, and yeah that’s a reason, but it wasn’t until I got selfish that I really took a hard look at who I was with the can and the reason I wanted this new life. I was a bitch who would lie to his family anxiously plan ahead to sneak away at any opportunity so how could I say they were the reason I was quitting? I couldn’t no matter how badly I wanted to put someone else on that pedestal for my well being I had to make sense of it finally.
I’m the reason I’m quit. And I’m sure as hell happy that I am.
I’m the reason I don’t lie to my family. Im the reason I am confident at dental appointments. Im the reason Im not scoping out gas stations on trips for a can. That’s not anyone else that’s me. And if I can make that happen then so can anyone else reading this.
I can’t help but look forward to the next 100 days as I become a father for the first time and I’m able to show my child what it means to be an actual man.
That being said I have still more to learn in my quit. Being on QD I’ve learned that even though I’m a young buck with my quit and my age I’m not the young heart when it comes to my spirit. There are legends on this site that make me awe inspired with their quit life and the stance they take on this site and dedication they put into their page is phenomenal and I still have so much more to learn from them. Being engaged being dialed in and being active is the backbone of this community and I know that I’ve got more learning to do.
I can’t help but thank the men that have rounded together around me not to hold my hand but to often kick me in the balls and keep me grounded. Without them I’d just be posting to some other site that probably wouldn’t give 2 shits if I posted daily or not. Here it matters. Be on time, make scroll and fuck dip.
