When I made the Hall of Fame 631 days ago I didn’t know what to write for my HOF speech so I didn’t write one. Today, I have a better view of my quit and want to share a few thoughts with you.
Quitting for Me
Before Kill the Can (KTC) I tried to quit because of others people: my wife, my kids and others who might think less of me because I dipped. One day I was reading an article on KTC.org and it said you need to quit for yourself. I came across the pictures of guys with parts of their jaws gone and I suddenly wanted to quit for me. I spit my dip out and haven’t touched the stuff since.
I started using tobacco because 90% of the guys I worked with dipped or smoked. We worked in a very difficult environment and got shit done. We were bad asses and I liked being a bad ass (still do). So when I tried to quit with lozenges I felt emasculated. I was such a pansy, dip had conquered me and I had to have these lame mints; there was nothing bad ass about that! I started reading stuff from KTC and everything I was reading said you need to quit cold turkey; I thought that was nutz, but I decided to try it. Quitting like that was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done but I got my bad ass back. If you can put that shit down, grit your teeth and fight for your freedom, you’re a Bad Ass.
100 F@&*ing Days!?!
I never thought I could make it 100 days to the Hall of Fame. It seemed so far away and I felt like I was being tortured everyday. I couldn’t imagine the rest of my life without dip but I could imagine one single day without it, so I quit and still quit one day at a time. I am amazed when I think about the fact I’ve done it nearly 8 times now. I say “I’ve done it” but honestly WE did it; the brotherhood of May 17 and all of KTC, they carried me here and we carried each other.
Robravenna 731 days one day at a time.