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After an up and down battle, I've finally decided to call it quits for good. Smoked up last on 12/13 and have decided to call it quits.

My problems with weed began sometime about a year and a half ago, when I started to develop anxiety. Whether or not it's due to the weed or my extremely stressful life situation is up for debate. Some people say it was the weed that brought on the anxiety, while others say that the weed unleashes the anxiety and the frustration when I smoke.

Anyway .... I decided to take a long break in May of this year, which lasted until the first week of October when I decided to smoke up again. I was ok for about 3-4 weeks and then the anxiety hit back again. So I decided that I'm done.

I last smoked up 16 days ago, and the past week has been pure hell. Severe anxiety and now deep and debilitating depression. Apettite gone, fog and dizziness, feelings like I'm losing control etc etc .... All the things I've experienced when I quit in May ...

Question - For those of you that quit for good, did you ever go back to being your old self? Meaning, did you come to a point when the anxiety and depression went away for good, and you felt that you were "normal." The way you were before you started smoking.

I first smoked in 12, then smoked pretty much every other day or two days in 13, then went to sporadic use in 14 and 15, and barely have smoked here in 16 ...

Thank you all for your answers.
 
It's just lack of maturity, you must have quite a few bugs in your head that come from your parents or from society and that prevent you from abusing drugs joyfully. Myself, a long time ago, I used to get anxiety. The source of my anxiety was that my parents raised me to deserve things. Like, if I was to enjoy a new PC or a Razer mouse, I had to deserve it you know, it had to be some sort of reward for personal sacrifice. So when the drug gave me more reward than 1,000 new PCs and 1,000 video-games could have given me, without me doing anything to deserve it, my personal values were proven wrong in a way so that had a de-stabilising effect.

It's a bit as if you built the foundation of your house 20ft by 35ft, rewarding yourself with a cold beer after each day of hard work, and suddenly you realize that next to the house you're building there's a garden of flowers filled with naked women getting wet just looking at you and inviting you over there...so you realize that you had been wasting your time building that wreckage and drinking that motor oil. So you binge in there for a while, then you realize well, at least when I was building that house I had a purpose, I was going somewhere with my life, and in this marvelous garden, I feel 1,000x more pleasure but I don't feel like I'm going anywhere. So the anxiety hits you, that it might all end and suddenly you question your own mortality.

Here's the thing, in this life, you don't have to go anywhere. And when you die you're not going anywhere either. I know, we've all been raised that way, that we need to go somewhere. Where? No one can tell you, but you can't stay. You have to go, you have to move, to do something. You have been lied to. You don't have to go anywhere, why go? What's the rush? Go where? To find what? By smoking weed you found a wonderful thing, and you didn't have to go anywhere, it was always there, with you. See? Don't be afraid of that. The fact that you feel anxiety is good, you're on a good path. You begin to understand what a waste your life would have been had you not found that beautiful garden. That no matter where you went, you would have found nothing.

The anxiety is an alarm bell telling you to re-evaluate your views on life based on the new information that you acquired by smoking weed and feeling that pleasure. It's asking you to integrate that into your judgement of right and wrong, and have a better understanding of what makes you happy. I tell you, if a child starts running since birth without stopping, until he is 18, and when he is 18 he stops, he will get a panic attack, because for the first time, he's able to sit down for a little while, think outside the box and ask himself good questions like "what am I doing here", or "why am I running" etc.

Living in our society is like that, it's a constant rush...you run you run, ever since birth, you are put in preschool where your abilities are evaluated against your class mates, you run to get grades, you run to be first in your class, you run to get into a private school, then to get into a university, then you run even harder to get a job after graduation, then you run to get a promotion, then to get a mortgage, then you run to be mortgage free.

What non-sense! No wonder that when you smoke a little weed and you stop running you get a panic attack! What you have to realize is that it is not you who is crazy, it's everyone else. Don't be afraid of doing what no one does and feeling pleasure without deserving it. It's ok, you won't go to hell. Embrace it.
 
Appreciate the time you spent with your reply, but I'm not sure how to respond to this
 
Ksa, that is one of the best written posts on weed anxiety I've read. Thanks for the simplification.
 
Sounds pretty normal and I've read about many similar accounts on different forums.

You're looking at about 6 months - 1 year of abstinence to regain normality.

If you would like to speed the process up, you should exercise, eat healthy, take vitamins B, fish oil and magnesium.
 
Yourbaker said:
Ksa, that is one of the best written posts on weed anxiety I've read. Thanks for the simplification.
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Thanks, I try lol. I know I was into that boat myself and I had to clear the rough waters without help nor intervention: They don't teach you these things in school. When important people in your life, such as your parents or teachers, say to you that with drugs, if you try, you're fucked, then it's just a slippery slope towards death, and they say so with a lot of confidence...well...you end up believing them because you think they're older, more experienced etc. But with more research and personal experiences, you come to realize that they were talking without understanding nor certain knowledge, because they never have any time to meditate and give a serious thought to anything: They're constantly busy, with work, with plans, they never think.

First you believe them, through what's called a magical thought, or a thought lacking critical thinking, but when you start applying critical thinking, you realize their so called warning is nothing but an unfounded bias, and the reason why they take the time to say it to you is, for the parents, out of fear in order to "secure you" by preventing you from doing what they were too afraid to do and diminish their own anxiety at your expense, or to justify their own choices and feel better about it, in terms of...relieving their subconscious regret weighing on them that there might be something nice out there that they did not experience. It could also be a form of jealousy for people who had these type of experiences.

I have found that the warning not to use drugs coming from other people in your life is not a legitimate warning, like not putting scissors in the tap or not driving drunk, because there is a conflict of interest in such a statement, a terrible conflict of interest. I would go as far as saying that it is a form of manipulation, because you are inviting someone to give up their way of thinking for your benefit. It's a bit like a Jehova witness coming to you with a book, warning you about going to Hell, you know those Jehova witness, they harass you in parks and parking lots. I would take such a warning with a grain of salt. If it smells bad and tastes bad, it's probably not honey.

It's even worse when you grow up in a Muslim family, the panic attacks you get after using drugs are outrageous! I mean, it is mentioned in the Qur'an, in Surah An-Nisa, chapter number 4, verse number 56 something like, "as to those who reject our signs, we should cast them into hellfire, and as often as their skins are roasted, we should give them fresh skin, so that they should feel the pain". Imagine the unfortunate Muslim who lived at home with a bunch of retards who read that verse to him when he was 5, of course he gets a panic attack. Who wouldn't? So unless you come to terms with the fact that you came from a retarded custom, the panic attacks will continue.

I find it is a good de-programming practice, for unlucky folks who were brainwashed by their family into believing these stories, to tell off God in the morning and in the evening, with pornographic insults. Tell God to come down and give you a felation, tell him to come do it slowly...slow...shhhhhhuutttt...shht...shht...slow. Tell him to come down suck you so you can suck him, make him an invitation on a daily basis for a few years, at some point you'll realize you're talking to yourself and you'll be free from the grasp of these beliefs. I mean, how powerful can God be, if he can't even give you a blowjob?
 
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Londonscouser said:
Sounds pretty normal and I've read about many similar accounts on different forums.

You're looking at about 6 months - 1 year of abstinence to regain normality.

If you would like to speed the process up, you should exercise, eat healthy, take vitamins B, fish oil and magnesium.
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I've also read this before. My longest break was 5 months, and if I recall clearly, I was starting to feel better .... But then I thought maybe I could smoke up and be ok again. I got encouraged when I didn't have any probs after smoking up for 2 weeks .... Now I know I'm done for good.

Thanks for the replies everyone
 
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