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I was thinking how tough it would  be to give up the use of a knife or reading about them, for even one day, I got the shakes just thinking about it. Maybe if I develop a 10 step program, I will be able to bring my addiction under control. I need those who are not suffering too bad ( yet ) to make suggestions as to what those 10 steps might be. 

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I take no responsibility for what may occur to others who choose to follow  the suggestions for a KAA program. And, I do not guarantee that I will do anything to cure myself.

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Comment by Jay on February 14, 2019 at 18:39

guys...... i have a problem, just ordered 3 knives and got one at the knife store last week 


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Comment by Charles Sample on June 16, 2015 at 23:10

I have never bought a knife!  And I promise I will never do it again!

Comment by Jan Carter on February 26, 2015 at 19:03

I was re reading this today and I laughed until I had tears running down my face!  I am standing by my original post

1)  well it is always "admit you have a problem"...ok that is as far as I can go...I dont have a problem


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Comment by John McCain on November 3, 2013 at 23:12

You might be a knife addict if-- you drive 500 miles to visit Smoky Mountain Knife Works but consider it as a religious pilgrimage.-GUILTY

You might be a knife addict if --Someone asks how many knives do you own? A-you have no earthly idea  B- You reply,counting the ones I have on order?? C- I dunno, what day of the week is it? GUILTY

BTW, I'd volunteer for the  Sargent-at-Arms gig if he gets to carry a knife to protect himself. LOL  

Comment by Clay Strong on November 3, 2013 at 21:55

It's so sad, Steve. But, as addictions go, once addicted, we are afraid of the results that may occur if we attempt to go straight. I think there is some therapeutic advantage to a person caught up in this.

It is said "A knife purchase a day will keep the doldrums away." But, I can't attest to that, yet. 

Comment by Clay Strong on November 3, 2013 at 21:25

As one of the disciples of the Lord of Blades, I thank you for your dedication. 

Comment by Jan Carter on November 3, 2013 at 20:53

I have a bit of a different story.  I have never tried to stop but somewhere between coming off a mountain with a message and buying a photo capable tablet I heard a voice....If you build it they will come, Ye shall all collect knives!!!!

Comment by Clay Strong on September 30, 2013 at 17:03

Great story Craig. I like the extra touch of playing on the "Beverly Hillbillies" theme song. Now I can't get it out of my head.                                  ♫ Let me tell you a story about a man named Craig......♫ 


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Comment by Craig Henry on September 30, 2013 at 16:57

Cass gets upset when she hears from the bathroom...."I CUT MYSELF, I CUT MYSELF!"

My story?

♫ Let me tell you a story about a man named Craig......♫ 

It was a bright sunny day, and I could spot a knife being carried for miles. It had been a while since I had acquired a new knife and I was desperate.  I could tell by the way he walked he was carrying a knife. Right pocket. He walked with just a slight short step with his right leg. I quickly tore holes in my clothes and rubbed dirt all over my face and arms. I threw myself at his feet and begged...."PLEEEASE dear sir, can you spare a knife for a broken down old man?" "I haven't had a knife in weeks!" Cass came over and said "Craig, you're pathetic, get up were going home".

Comment by Clay Strong on September 30, 2013 at 1:36

I went cold turkey. They say I was found at the door of a gun shop in the middle of the night, mumbling to myself. My belt and shoes had been taken by someone. No one had reported that I was missing. No ID was found on me. So, the law held me for 72 hours and turned me back out on the street. I stumbled around for I-don't-know-how-long. A punk came up on me wielding a knife, demanding that I give him my jacket. As I was taking it off, I discovered my billfold. The sight of the knife had triggered my memory of  who I was. I talked him into going to an ATM to get the cash to buy his knife. Being myself again, I held the knife on HIM, got my stuff back, had a good talk with him about the direction he had taken in life, bought him a better knife, and sent him on his way. Remembering that I had a wife, I called her to come get me. She asked "who ARE you? " After promising to seek help for my knife addiction, she reluctantly came for me. I'm doing better now. She lets me play with my knives sometimes.   What's your story?

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