Yeah, I don’t like weed any more.
I quite for almost 2 months, it was easy, I don’t think there’s anything wrong with smoked my weed, it’s definitely need to good for you, first all you’re smoking, which is a negative on the lungs, it’s not good for you, but it’s not a hard addiction either. there is definitely worse out there. I know that from experience, so I guess my point is I believe based on experience, it’s alright to dabble in it. Which I did.
The thing about it for me, is it feels like a depressant. It’s a feeling of all my regrets hitting me at once without thinking of them so specifically, any of them at all specifically. At this point in my life anyway. I hate it. That’s how I quit it this past time, 2 months ago ago. I would smoke it, feel like s***, mentally, I would say to myself “why am I doing this, did I need to do it? Maybe I should just not. Two nights later, do it and I’m thinking “why did I do that? Alright so next time I am about to, tomorrow, the next day, I need to stop and think about yesterday me saying “no… You don’t need to do it, it’s a buzz kill, don’t do it” so I don’t. And it was that simple. I did it 2 months later to remind myself “no…”
When I was teaching myself guitar in the mid 90’s, exactly at a time when I should not have been ignoring this girl I knew, when I was learning, learning songs, making my own thing up, I couldn’t do it with out. It enhances senses. It makes you feel. I remember if I had never me, I wouldn’t even think about picking up a guitar.
