I understand T. Really good analogy and explanation. In my own world, I liked to throw in a chew on long solo drives, and on my way home from work. Actually, liked is the wrong word, LOVED would be more accurate. Over the years W made comments that it was disgusting and looked stupid, neither of which helped me quit. It wasn't until January when S12 found my tin in my car and begged me emotionally to stop because he was afraid I would die of cancer and be gone, that I quit. Haven't had one since.

I thought my approach to W on tat-boy was more like his, but maybe not.


Me; 42, W; 43
M; 16 yrs
S12, D9

3/13 - "I want to move to XYZ City (four hours away) and it might be without you, not sure"
5/13 - "Not sure I meant that"