I have become extremely demotivated from the weed again. I lost my job, and although I wasn't dealt the best hand of cards by the people I worked for, and was untrained / treated like shit by them, I most likely would have been able to put if with that crap a bit longer, if I wasn't stoned 24/7. I would vape whole grams at a time before work, and in hindsight, it was really affecting my initiative and social skills. I just needed to do it because otherwise all I would think about was dope and I would get so extremely anxious about walking out that door in the morning without being properly blitzed. It was really a wakeup call though, that I need to get clean. I feel like my addiction deludes me sometimes, and that I can't see how incredibly strongly it is destroying my brain until I get off it. In fact, stoned me seems to think this shit is even doing me good. Relaxing stuff. Pffft. It adds so much unnecessary stress to my life. My body feels so dirty from it too, I've gone through about a half pound since August. It really isn't good for the heart, brain, or liver when you smoke all day like this. Not to mention lungs, but I am more concerned about how my heart is constantly working in overdrive from being so high, and stressing out due to all the anxiety and paranoia. It has probably taken years off my life... insanity. All because I seem to want to be a burnout so bad, even though I've been trying to stop for years. I feel like a disgusting, filthy junkie to be honest.
Here come the cravings, and lack of self confidence over my decision to quit as there is always a part of me who resists change when I could so easily get baked right now. I have been here before, and it is worth the bullshit to get through to the other side. Cold turkey, obviously, because as soon as I smoke once I turn into that guy who loves weed again. I just booked a flight to go travelling the world in a few weeks. I've never done much travelling before, and I'm super excited to be in tropical paradise for the winter months. I will be having so much fun, that I won't be thinking about pot, and by the time I get home my system will be all cleaned out.
The only reason I haven't quit yet, is because I decided to be baked out of my mind while getting off the harder stuff. Getting off the hard shit was priority. In the past year of my life, I have completely phased out alcohol, cocaine, and Mdma abuse, and while I have been getting used to this lack of a "party" aspect to my life, and also while recovering from hard drug related physical damage, I have decided to at least let myself be baked.
The heavier you smoke, the tougher it is to stop. It's not like I am missing out on just a joint at the end of the day. Even that would probably be tough. I'm always smoking weed, it never stops even when I'm already high all I want to do is smoke more pot. I am attempting to change my entire lifestyle to become a much healthier man. It will be one of the toughest things to accomplish in my whole life.
When I stop smoking, even for just a few hours, torture and agony ensue. The depression, restlessness, and burnout that hits me is completely debilitating, and I often consider ending my life. I become a hateful monster, whereas normally I'm just a chill stoner. Screaming fits and outbursts are typical, as well as insomnia, sweating buckets, puking up any food I eat, and I am no longer comfortable in my own skin. I don't feel normal for about a month, and I don't think the cravings for more and more dope ever really go away completely. I've quit for 3 months before and I know all this shit eventually subsides. I am in fact a sane person, with a severe drug addiction is all.