Sweet 16 – My Quit Can Drive!

16 Years

It’s been 16 years since I took my last dip. Scratch that… it’s been 16 years since I’ve ingested any nicotine in any form. No dip, no chew, no cigarettes, no cigars, no nicotine pouches. Nothing. With the exception of my relationships with family and friends it is probably the thing I’m most proud of in my life.

If this is something you have struggled with I am always open to talk about my experiences. I can promise you you’re not alone in your struggles.

The past couple of ‘pandemic years’ have been brutal on everyone. I’m thrilled to say that even with everything going on in the world my nicotine quit never wavered. In fact many times it has been the one thing that I’ve felt in control of. For an addict that’s a pretty powerful spot to find yourself in. IN CONTROL.

Consider this my yearly shoutout to my support network at KillTheCan.org. Without those men and women I’d still be lost in a habit that consumed nearly two decades of my life. Saying ‘thank you’ doesn’t seem enough but it’s all I’ve got. Thank you.

Special thanks to my wife for putting up with me… not just through years of being a tobacco user but in general. I’m a handful and the fact that she leads our ship is nothing short of extraordinary. Love you Mama.

Day 5,845 / 16 Years – Never Again

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