Popular Post Ghostface Quittah Posted May 15, 2022 Popular Post Share Posted May 15, 2022 (edited) 1000 days. Damn. There was a time where I accepted the thought that I will die with a pinch in my mouth. Just writing that sentence made me sick to my stomach. As I sit here and reflect on my journey so far. One thing stood out to me. This romanticizing of nicotine. I can’t believe that I used to tell myself that I love dipping. The same word that I tell my wife. The same word that I tell my mother. A word that should never ever be associated with nicotine. The days keep stacking and all I can think about is how happy my mental health has become. At first dealing with everyday life was difficult. I was irritated, angry, moody. Just all over the place. I blamed it on not having nicotine. But in reality it’s because I avoided any growth in those areas. I numbed and suppressed them with nicotine. While telling myself that I’m completely happy because of it. Accountability is not for everyone. Especially when it comes to your personal philosophy on what accountability is. To me accountability is what your significant others couldn’t do for you. Holding you to your word and pushing your shit in when it looks like you are stepping out of line. It might be aggressive, you will probably think I’m a douche. That doesn’t matter to me when it comes to being the most absolute quit you can be. Engagement is always gonna be important. It keeps you on your feet. I find it funny that people are willing to wait in line for a tin. But don’t have that same time to put into engagement. It’s the little things that make the hugest impact on what you do here. I rather be some douche loser who everyone knows and doesn’t like. Than some jabroni that no one cares is missing. I’m free. I mentioned it a lot here. I feel like there is no way to describe what that really means. The freedom of never have to think about nicotine. The freedom of not having to worry about hiding it from others. The freedom of never having some random stranger behind the counter grabbing a tin because they see my face…. Seriously how embarrassing is it, knowing someone is gonna grab a can of cancer because they see your face walk in? And the crazy part is we still bought it. Cracking a half ass smile or making some joke trying to deflect how shitty we felt inside every time that happened. Maybe we felt nothing when that scenario happened. Just going through the motions. It’s creepy how robot like we become when it comes to that parasite. That we were willing to justify any reason why we needed to put shit inside our lip. Nothing good ever comes easy. Same goes with Quitting. It takes patience and dedication. The new guys that come through. Truly need to understand that they really don’t know shit about what it takes to be quit. Rage all you want new guys. Just stay humble on your journey. And here I am today. 1000 fucking days and I feel amazing. This was one the best decisions I have made. Im happy. Quitting nicotine pushed me into finding healthy habits to install in my life. Quitting nicotine has improved my relationship to places I didn’t know existed. You think im happy about being quit? Imagine how the wife feels knowing she doesn’t have to see me spit. Hear me spit. Or see that nasty ass bottle that Im spitting in. Thank you QD. No amount of posts or work can ever match what this places has done for me. I love this place. I love you guys. Edited May 15, 2022 by Ghostface Quittah 3 8 8 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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