I wish @DesertDave well on his journey: #496853
Picking up the conversation again because I know a few of you relate.
I am done smoking weed. I'm fully done. It's not a long break, it's the END, bro.
Since 2017, I've been a bit of a stoner. It was great. Really smooth sailing, no trouble. In the US, cultural acceptance of marijuana shifted once states began to completely legalize or partially legalize the sales and 'medicinal' use of it. Now it's not even a question. I don't know how it's helped me or hurt me in life, perhaps this will be revealed the longer I go without, but it has bonded me to a lot of people by being a social activity.
I was hesitant at first about smoking. No one in my family does, and in fact, they abhor it. I understand why. And they're squares anyway, so it's not for them. It took one profound experience for me to realize that it was for me: I went skiing in Colorado. While going through the process of renting my skis, I realized everyone working there was high, and it was totally fine. And I was like, okay hell yeah, that could be me.
My partner helped me get into it. He had to teach me how to inhale, which I wasn't doing for quite a few of my first puffs. We visited a greenhouse garden the first time I was properly high. A very fond memory I will always cherish, shout out to my bae. Maybe this experience stoked my interest in plant life, I think I acquired a new sense of the sovereignty and will of plants.
I have had a lot of great experiences both solo and accompanied that the flower heightened. Yet I also remember the times that the flower heightened my anxiety and turned good times bad. No one said you could have it all, you know.
Why quit now? I have a good reason. I am committed to making my body a home for a baby. I want my mind clear for the journey of becoming a mother. I am nearing the end of my twenties, and I know it's time to move on. Goodbye stoner.
But I still like to have fun, okay?
It's been nearly two weeks since I quit. I wasn't planning on abruptly quitting, but gradually like an addict promises to. Well, someone challenged me and called me out, and it was exactly the right thing to hear. I didn't think I was full of shit, it took someone else throwing it back at me to see it.
What's been different since quitting? Kinda nothing. I haven't desired it. I haven't thought about it. I haven't missed it. Well, I guess I would say a day feels a lot longer than it used to, but not in a bad way. I'm filling the day with more stuff I want to do. And every day I grow more confident in my choice and its longevity.
Peace to all you stoners and those who refrain. We all have our reasons. It's good to discuss them.