I swore that I'd never touch the stuff again, maybe it was in that thread. And I didn't, at least for a couple months. I think I started up again in August, and dipped through September and decided to go public in October. My girl used the word "slave" to describe my addiction at that time. I was pissed as a wet cat for a minute, but realized that it was true. I threw that can of dip in the garbage and now recoil from it as though it were a cross.
I suppose I'm clean for about three or four months now but I lost count. Happy to be free, and happy to not be paying those who would give me cancer.
Surprisingly, it was easy as Pie to quit. I don't know why but this time I just said to myself it's time to quit and quit I did, with very little discomfort and without much thought. Best wishes to those who have quit and those that plan to, and best wishes to those who continue to use tobacco and will some day lay it down. And best wishes to those who will use tobacco to the bitter end, I know how it is.