satanicviper
Greenlighter
Hey guys,
i have been lurking around on this forum for quite a while and have been reading other peoples stories and situations and it has inspired me to finally join and be able to tell my own story.
I will warn you all beforehand that this is going to be very long as i am going to ramble on a bit, but i need to get this off my chest. I need advise and i feel that here is the only place that i can truly express myself without judgement. I realise that most of you guys have probably been through alot worse situations than what i am about to tell you. I also apologise in advance if this is a bit scattered, as there is so much to say and I'm trying my best to condense it into something readable and relate-able.
Some background information about myself, I'm a 21 y/o male who has been smoking the good old dope daily for the past 5 odd years of my life. My reasons for starting smoking was basically depression which i struggled with all the way through school and my younger years, and i have been using it to self medicate and i truly believed that it was helping me.... but i had some sort of epiphany when smoking a couple of weeks ago and decided that maybe my problems are being caused by the weed...
When i was very young i was diagnosed with Asbergers Syndrome (a form of Autism). Luckily as i grew older i did seem to grow out of it which means that i have been to some extent been quite outgoing and my parents and doctors thought i was a miracle at the time as they thought i was going to be pretty bad for the rest of my life..
Regardless i have always struggled with making friends and "fitting in" as it were, and had little to no friends all the way through school. I became depressed as all my life i felt like i was somehow different to everyone else, that i wasn't capable of what everyone else is.. My self confidence plummeted during my younger years, and i was bullied in school which didn't really help things... i was never able to get a proper girlfriend (even to this day) and generally had a hard time relating to people and developing relationships(and i still do). I had made plenty of "acquaintances" but not actual friends.. and on the surface it looked like i had things under control and was happy, but i wasn't deep down. Its quite hard to explain.
I spent all my younger years locked away in my bedroom playing video games and it didn't help that i lived in the middle of nowhere back then and 13 miles from any town, so i very isolated. I never touched drugs during my school years but did like the odd drink now and then, but that all changed when i went collage and i discovered mary jane, and everything else that followed (but i wont go into detail here as going off topic)
I went to collage and met this group of friends who were all older than me, and they introduced me to weed and other things. I loved weed when i tried it, and i still remember the first time i did. It was like i was finally able to live in the moment instead of being trapped inside my own head, and temporarily lifted me out of the depression i got myself into... We used to spend everyday in collage getting blazed, and one of them was dealing so i used to get smoked up for free. It got to a point where we literally stopped going to lessons and just get wrecked round this guys house everyday of the week... It was great for a while as i finally felt like i "fitted in" and we were having a laugh... Fast forward a year later and i had to quit collage because i had missed so many lessons and was so far behind in my work that i decided fuck it and packed it in...
So i left college and of course everyone else had all gone their separate ways by then... so i was out in the big wide world unemployed and on my own.... I felt pretty shitty to say the least as i had wasted nearly 2 years of my life with nothing to show for it, and of course the crippling loneliness came back. i wanted to smoke as i remember it would make me forget about life and just enjoy the moment i was in. I felt like i needed it, but i couldn't fund it so i then started dealing, and that was when my smoking really went up a notch. This was now 4 years ago, and since then i had been smoking multiple times a day every day with not a single break. I must have been going through about an 1/8 (3.5g) a day on average.
I then managed to secure a full time job, but it was a shit job working in telesales and it drove me mad, but i didn't dare quit as i had no other place to go and not only that my parents would have kicked me out the house if stayed being a bum... i started drinking a couple of times a week as i was getting so much work related stress every single day and all i had to look forward to was getting home, rolling up a fat zoot and cracking open a few tins..
My drinking eventually went out of control and that also became a daily habit along with the smoking. I did manage to make a couple of friends as i have moved to the local town by then so was no longer totally isolated, but i ended up losing pretty much all the friendships i did make through my drinking, as i wouldn't go out just to enjoy myself like everyone else i would go out to get wrecked, and once I've had enough to drink i can turn into an evil bastard and always take it out on those unlucky enough to be with me at the time.
Fast forward a couple more years and i started getting very self conscious in my everyday life. I had also become very paranoid (this started out small but got progressively worse). I finally met a girl who i had so much in common with and would have been perfect for me and i know she liked me too but i never plucked up the courage to even ask her out due to paranoia that i would get laughed at or ridiculed, and because i left it for so long she of course moved on and that sent me down a real dark path as all i was left with is regret (take note if any of you are in a similar situation currently)... i dont think i'll ever truly get over that as I'm always wondering what if and i have yet to meet someone else who clicks so well with every aspect of my personality.
So 5 days ago i decided fuck this shit I'm giving it up. I haven't smoked a joint since Tuesday, but my life feels so empty now. It's like I've come out of some sort of coma and i have realised that all of my life decisions for that past 5 years have revolved around weed. For example i would not make an effort with people who didn't smoke. I basically have no hobbies or interests anymore, as i was quite happy getting blazed in my room every single day, and that was essentially my hobby. I'll even go as far to say that it was my identity...
I still have no friends because of the reasons outlined above, the only time i get other human company is when I'm chilling with my "customers" as it were. But since i have stopped smoking its like i have nothing else in common with them and if it wasn't for the weed i'd have nothing at all. All i can feel is this crippling loneliness coming back which is 10x worse than before.. on the plus side i do feel alot more confident with myself now than i did in the past and that is something that has been improving over the last 6 months.
But my question to you guys is how do i get over this emptiness? it feels like weed has been such a big part of my life for as long as i can remember and now that i have packed it in it feels like there is this huge void in my life. I read elsewhere that for some people it can take up to a year or more to fully recover and become "normal" again, but i really need to find a solution quicker than that as some days i feel suicidal like today and I've had a few days like this over the past couple of years (Just to be clear i would never act on these but they do pop in my head and i am concerned about them)
And not only that i feel like I'm going crazy without it, i have promised myself that i will not smoke for at least a month and then reassess the situation and i have very strong willpower when i put my mind to it. But I'm concerned about swapping one monkey on my back for another, i have started drinking often again, I'm drinking now as i write this... and buying other drugs to take my mind off it.
I'm sure i will eventually get over this but today is an especially bad day for me mentally. I am very worried that i have done some permanent damage to my brain especially with the anxiety side of things as i still suffer terribly from this. And i have been having horrible thoughts that maybe the damage has already been done and I'll never get better... i just need someone to put me straight and tell me that it is all in my head and that i will get better eventually, and for my own sake i hope that i do.
If you have made it this far into my post, i really do thank you for taking the time to read this and any input you might have would be very much appreciated
Thank you
i have been lurking around on this forum for quite a while and have been reading other peoples stories and situations and it has inspired me to finally join and be able to tell my own story.
I will warn you all beforehand that this is going to be very long as i am going to ramble on a bit, but i need to get this off my chest. I need advise and i feel that here is the only place that i can truly express myself without judgement. I realise that most of you guys have probably been through alot worse situations than what i am about to tell you. I also apologise in advance if this is a bit scattered, as there is so much to say and I'm trying my best to condense it into something readable and relate-able.
Some background information about myself, I'm a 21 y/o male who has been smoking the good old dope daily for the past 5 odd years of my life. My reasons for starting smoking was basically depression which i struggled with all the way through school and my younger years, and i have been using it to self medicate and i truly believed that it was helping me.... but i had some sort of epiphany when smoking a couple of weeks ago and decided that maybe my problems are being caused by the weed...
When i was very young i was diagnosed with Asbergers Syndrome (a form of Autism). Luckily as i grew older i did seem to grow out of it which means that i have been to some extent been quite outgoing and my parents and doctors thought i was a miracle at the time as they thought i was going to be pretty bad for the rest of my life..
Regardless i have always struggled with making friends and "fitting in" as it were, and had little to no friends all the way through school. I became depressed as all my life i felt like i was somehow different to everyone else, that i wasn't capable of what everyone else is.. My self confidence plummeted during my younger years, and i was bullied in school which didn't really help things... i was never able to get a proper girlfriend (even to this day) and generally had a hard time relating to people and developing relationships(and i still do). I had made plenty of "acquaintances" but not actual friends.. and on the surface it looked like i had things under control and was happy, but i wasn't deep down. Its quite hard to explain.
I spent all my younger years locked away in my bedroom playing video games and it didn't help that i lived in the middle of nowhere back then and 13 miles from any town, so i very isolated. I never touched drugs during my school years but did like the odd drink now and then, but that all changed when i went collage and i discovered mary jane, and everything else that followed (but i wont go into detail here as going off topic)
I went to collage and met this group of friends who were all older than me, and they introduced me to weed and other things. I loved weed when i tried it, and i still remember the first time i did. It was like i was finally able to live in the moment instead of being trapped inside my own head, and temporarily lifted me out of the depression i got myself into... We used to spend everyday in collage getting blazed, and one of them was dealing so i used to get smoked up for free. It got to a point where we literally stopped going to lessons and just get wrecked round this guys house everyday of the week... It was great for a while as i finally felt like i "fitted in" and we were having a laugh... Fast forward a year later and i had to quit collage because i had missed so many lessons and was so far behind in my work that i decided fuck it and packed it in...
So i left college and of course everyone else had all gone their separate ways by then... so i was out in the big wide world unemployed and on my own.... I felt pretty shitty to say the least as i had wasted nearly 2 years of my life with nothing to show for it, and of course the crippling loneliness came back. i wanted to smoke as i remember it would make me forget about life and just enjoy the moment i was in. I felt like i needed it, but i couldn't fund it so i then started dealing, and that was when my smoking really went up a notch. This was now 4 years ago, and since then i had been smoking multiple times a day every day with not a single break. I must have been going through about an 1/8 (3.5g) a day on average.
I then managed to secure a full time job, but it was a shit job working in telesales and it drove me mad, but i didn't dare quit as i had no other place to go and not only that my parents would have kicked me out the house if stayed being a bum... i started drinking a couple of times a week as i was getting so much work related stress every single day and all i had to look forward to was getting home, rolling up a fat zoot and cracking open a few tins..
My drinking eventually went out of control and that also became a daily habit along with the smoking. I did manage to make a couple of friends as i have moved to the local town by then so was no longer totally isolated, but i ended up losing pretty much all the friendships i did make through my drinking, as i wouldn't go out just to enjoy myself like everyone else i would go out to get wrecked, and once I've had enough to drink i can turn into an evil bastard and always take it out on those unlucky enough to be with me at the time.
Fast forward a couple more years and i started getting very self conscious in my everyday life. I had also become very paranoid (this started out small but got progressively worse). I finally met a girl who i had so much in common with and would have been perfect for me and i know she liked me too but i never plucked up the courage to even ask her out due to paranoia that i would get laughed at or ridiculed, and because i left it for so long she of course moved on and that sent me down a real dark path as all i was left with is regret (take note if any of you are in a similar situation currently)... i dont think i'll ever truly get over that as I'm always wondering what if and i have yet to meet someone else who clicks so well with every aspect of my personality.
So 5 days ago i decided fuck this shit I'm giving it up. I haven't smoked a joint since Tuesday, but my life feels so empty now. It's like I've come out of some sort of coma and i have realised that all of my life decisions for that past 5 years have revolved around weed. For example i would not make an effort with people who didn't smoke. I basically have no hobbies or interests anymore, as i was quite happy getting blazed in my room every single day, and that was essentially my hobby. I'll even go as far to say that it was my identity...
I still have no friends because of the reasons outlined above, the only time i get other human company is when I'm chilling with my "customers" as it were. But since i have stopped smoking its like i have nothing else in common with them and if it wasn't for the weed i'd have nothing at all. All i can feel is this crippling loneliness coming back which is 10x worse than before.. on the plus side i do feel alot more confident with myself now than i did in the past and that is something that has been improving over the last 6 months.
But my question to you guys is how do i get over this emptiness? it feels like weed has been such a big part of my life for as long as i can remember and now that i have packed it in it feels like there is this huge void in my life. I read elsewhere that for some people it can take up to a year or more to fully recover and become "normal" again, but i really need to find a solution quicker than that as some days i feel suicidal like today and I've had a few days like this over the past couple of years (Just to be clear i would never act on these but they do pop in my head and i am concerned about them)
And not only that i feel like I'm going crazy without it, i have promised myself that i will not smoke for at least a month and then reassess the situation and i have very strong willpower when i put my mind to it. But I'm concerned about swapping one monkey on my back for another, i have started drinking often again, I'm drinking now as i write this... and buying other drugs to take my mind off it.
I'm sure i will eventually get over this but today is an especially bad day for me mentally. I am very worried that i have done some permanent damage to my brain especially with the anxiety side of things as i still suffer terribly from this. And i have been having horrible thoughts that maybe the damage has already been done and I'll never get better... i just need someone to put me straight and tell me that it is all in my head and that i will get better eventually, and for my own sake i hope that i do.
If you have made it this far into my post, i really do thank you for taking the time to read this and any input you might have would be very much appreciated
Thank you