I got this comment in the quitMail yesterday, courtesy of a man called "David":"Just browsing the blogs and ran across this one. I didn't even think about lighting one up untill now. I think I'll have a smoke. You know, if there were less pricks around trying to decide what other people should do with their lives, the better off we would be. If this is all you have to worry about, get a life."
Now, in the sake of full disclosure, when I first saw this message, I got really pissed, and my immediate impulse was to simply delete it and move on. I figured that David was just another in a long line of those sad, self-proclaimed 'certified bad asses'; people who are so dissatisfied with their opinion of themselves and their manhood that they put on tough guy act comment in blogs and forums the things they'd never have the stones to say to someone in person. Quite frankly, I was going to be damned at first if I was going to give them a medium to perform their little tantrum.
Why the change of heart? Well, after thinking about our friend David's little rant, something occurred to me. In addition to proving yet once again that blood relatives shouldn't be allowed to have children, David's missive provided a valuable example of another fact of life when you're trying to quit smoking or quit chewing:
There are assholes everywhere.
Now, I can only speak from my experience, but in every quit attempt I have ever undertaken, there have always been assholes, for lack of a better term, that either intentionally or un-intentionally threatened the success of a particular quit. A bitchy ex-girlfriend perhaps, maybe some jerk at the store, somebody on the radio, a bratty kid, or the prick who cut you off in traffic.
In the past, thanks in large part to nicotine, it was relatively easy to either ignore their bullshit or let it roll down your back. But that was in the past. At some point in time, in order to be successful in your quit attempt, you're going to need to be successful in dealing with all those assholes in the world without grabbing a smoke, or throwing in a lipper. Just don't let the assholes get you down.
David's thoughtful note also brings up another point that I'd like to touch upon briefly. There is only one good reason to quit, and that is because you don't want to chew or smoke anymore. Having had the benefit of talking with a lot of other people who have chewed and smoked and successfully quit, the one theme that has been common to most of them is that they chose to quit for themselves, not from some outside pressure. So, if and when you choose to quit smoking or quit dipping, make sure you're doing it for the right reason.