Quit Again, For The Last Time

I’ve written a HOF speech before, in September of 2009.
That’s obviously been a long time ago.
This time I didn’t have that “moment” that I had last time where something told me. I just knew it was time to quit.
This time I’ve made more friends, even had conversations not related to quitting, just chatting up my fellow Ducks.
I’m not cured. There is no cure. I’m an addict. I know what that means now.
I still crave it, almost daily. At this point, I’ve resigned myself to the fact that I may always.
However, I know how to beat that now. I’ve got some folks here I can come to on this board or via text or phone call.

The struggle sucks. Going through it with others makes it bearable.
The success comes from the people that help you. I’ve had some really great people help me.
This may be both the most difficult thing I’ve ever done as well as the most rewarding.

Thank you for helping me, for being there, for responding when I asked for it, for doing what I needed you to do so I made it here, today.
I’m not writing this speech without your help.

Thank you for saving me, nobody will ever know how hard this is. Except you guys.

NOTE: This piece written by KillTheCan.org forum member Chad