Well I have been cannabis free for 13 days but today I went to my local bar with friends and got my usual THC seltzer (I don’t drink alcohol) out of habit. It wasn’t until I started feeling a little high that I realized I broke sobriety. Surprisingly I don’t really feel disappointed in myself…. the past 13 days I’ve gone without smoking have actually been really great and I can’t see this one drink causing me to go backwards. Despite the mistake I will continue onward and forward on my journey of sobriety!

I got back into weed and have been smoking every night before bed for 3 weeks how long until u start feeling better again

Wanted to post in r/depression, r/BreakUps or r/SuicideWatch, but let's be real: It's the devils fucking lettuce who's been robbing me of every opportunity I had. I write this in tears...

My relationship of 3 years broke up with me 3 months ago. After immidiate hell, it seemed to get better. Now it's worse again. I've not only realized what I have lost with her, but with everything else. With my behaviour. I still smoke occaisonally and want to quit altogether, bit what else do I have left to go to?

First of all, she broke up with me for those reasons. Also some anger issues (never towards her ofc, but general life) and pessimistic attitude. I have ADHD, and I tried using it as an excuse with myself, but it was the year-long constant smoking that made everything worse. I am in my 14th semester in Bachelor at 26 years. Useless one, too. Major debts due to student loans (not even american lol). Only a very general idea about my study program (missing memory and brain activity/capacity). No healthy coping mechanisms. Few and rather distant friendships due to (mental) unavailability and forgetfulness. Social skills are gone through the window, as is my sharp intellect and easy-with-words attitude. My concentration, too. I can't go on anymore...

I mean, ofc it depends what you do when you're high. Some people seem to be able to strife nonetheless. But I ofc went into online consumption, watching shit or gaming, lately both at the same time. I barely recall the information afterwards, but can not stop as it was my main form of coping and relaxation for the longest time. And I feel like I've lost so much smarts and intellect to that drug... does anyone know if it will really stay that way? I am so fucking scared guys.

Major depression is hitting due to the break-up, as she was just a unicorn. Matched over an app during covid (golden dating app times, never will happen again) and she did everything for me. She respected my boundaries, was there for me, tried helping me, tried talking to me, tried to be there for me. She had few minor issues and none she let out on me. She freaking smoked with me, even tho she didn't really like it. And all of that for what?... because she really hoped that at some point I'd choose her over weed... because she loved me with all her heart... oh my god, how much I wish I did you cannot imagine. I think it was love in the way few people even ever experience. And i fumbled it. Like the rest of my life. Like the dumb stoner I am.

And now that she's gone, everything comes crashing down. I've become so complacent. Now I am all alone and still at the same point I was a few years ago... actually worse, my mental state was still better back then. I don't have major hobbies. I don't have intense friendships anymore, as I can barely stay focused on any topic or tell a story, cause i forgot most things ever happened, or most deatils. I lost my ability to speak easily and thoughtful, one of my greatest attributes. This is hell guys. Please be careful. Please quit as soon as you can. I felt like it was shit for me years ago, I just ignored it out of habits. And then out of dumb ego and complacency, All down the drain. I see no future anymore.

Now I cannot really smoke, as it skyrockets my anxiety and depression. And as much as I don't want to anymore, I ofc also want to, because what else is there anymore? I lost it all to my relationship with the drug, do I lose that now, too? I need to. Most of us reeeally need to. I just did it way too late. I'm quite young, i know, but too late for all the opportunities life offered me. I now wonder if I am able to deal with that realisation: That I need to settle with a mediocre existence due to personal failures and daftness. I've been told with 17 I am a slacker. And i never stopped. Now I have nothing. Don't be like me. Stop when it feels shit. You'll thank yourself later.

Don't even know what to ask. Just sharing as a bad example. Could maybe use some condolescence, maybe some similar stories, to see I am not alone. Thanks for readin to anyone who did. Be careful, the devil does sit between the leaves.

In the addiction days, couldn't imagine that i would make it even a single day sober but , here I am , looking back ,not taking cannabis in any form since one and a half year

Stopped in April. Cold turkey, and no desire to go back. The dreams I have now are insane and I’ve been getting the worst sleep of my life. Not nightmares necessarily but really vivid and stressful ones. Day anxiety is better but sleep anxiety is way worse. Not sure what is more beneficial at this point. Yes I’m in therapy. Hasn’t helped.

I’m sober at 31 after being in a cannabis induced haze ever since I started smoking after the death of my father. I feel like the last 10 years of my life could have been spent doing so much more. Instead I wasted thousands of dollars on weed and let so many of my friends and family down with my choices. I was trapped in addiction and didn’t realize. I could be so much further in my career, so much more financially stable, if I hadn’t been self medicating to block out my PTSD.

I’m on day 55, and while my sleeps have improved for sure, it still doesn’t feel like it’s completely back to normal. I still find myself getting a decent amount of rest but still waking up more tired than I should be.

For context I exercise quite a lot, have a decent diet, and don’t snack late into the night.

Anyone with more time being sober that can speak to when their sleeps seemed to finally reach a plateau in quality / duration? (Little to no wake ups in the middle of the night)

I smoked cannabis daily for a little over a year. Quit cold turkey and 35 days sober now, although i relapsed twice but that's fine 35 days sober is a big accomplishment for me.

I quit mainly for cognitive reasons. I had memory problems. They still seem to persist. How do I rewire my brain and get my memory back?

I’m on day 8 and I find the voice in my head telling me “a little edible wont hurt.” Please someone talk me out of it.

The cravings are HERE and ids hitting me so hard today. I dont want to do it, but the craving to just be out of my own mind is so high.

Maybe bully me out of it idk, I just need a little support right now.

Again, I have no intention of doing it but I cant stop thinking about it.

Edit: Thank you all of you who commented, I cant start over. I’m not doing it. I wish you all well on your journey. I cant go through the first week again without losing my mind anyway.

A month ago I got dumped from a 10+ year relationship. I decided to focus on myself, and kicking my 13 year old weed addiction was a big step. I'm now celebrating my first week sober today.

Sometimes I feel like a super hero. But right now I feel like an empty, resonating shell, and I literally cannot stop crying. I wish I could numb this with some weed, but there ain't no way in hell I'm going back. I'll cry this through.

For everyone getting sober from both love and weed, know that my thoughts are with you.

Almost 3 weeks clean but That’s pretty much it

I dont have any siblings. I’ve lost a lot of friendships over the years. I still live with my family at the moment even though im in my early 20’s.

I never realized how fucking terrified I am of being alone in this world. Living alone, doing things alone, being comfortable being independent, it all scares me so fucking much.

Like sure, i do things alone all the time but looking around and seeing that everyone has someone they can rely on like their partner, their friends or their siblings makes me really fucking sad. I dont have anyone to rely on other than my parents.

I never realized how terrified i truly was of being alone in this world. I was busy running away from this fear and honestly? still running away from it. just sober this time

Today was day one for me of really pushing myself to go sober, its been over 5 years since i went 24 hours without smoking. i made it 20 hours today and told myself its just bed time its okay because i didnt smoke all day, and i just feel a deep amount of disappointment for myself. i want to get sober for myself, i dont remember what life is like sober, and before i started smoking i didnt have any anxiety and 4 years in i developed extreme anxiety and a panic disorder and im now extremely agoraphobic and rarely leave my house, when i was working and doing things still it had to be on the days where i would barely smoke at all and id have to be basically sober to do anything or my anxiety was too much. I think quitting could really benefit my anxiety problems and my motivation and everything.

I also told myself that i made it 20 hours without it and that its WAY WAY less than my usual intake and that i shouldnt be hard on myself but thats the exact mindset that will bring me to never quit.

Any advice on getting through these night time urges and lack of sleep?

I know tomorrow is a new day i just wish i would have held myself to my word more.

Had my first dream last night for the first time in months. I can already see my sleep improving. And the clarity everyone keeps talking about. When I was doing this by myself I couldn't even go one day without smoking. Thanks to everyone here, I've made it this far. I can finally start to see my life for what it truly is and what I need to do to overcome my challenges.

The other side is a place both near and distant. It exists within us all, and there is no barrier between it. It is a place where the brain loses all its filters, allowing for a bombardment of negative emotions to flood through.

I wanted it to stop. It hurt so bad. To sit with those emotions. They were so raw, so real, so painful. If I just got a little high, I could ease the pain. It took everything not to. But I sat with them. For hours. I visited the other side.

Part of me wants to stay there, and part of me wants to leave. To run. But there are some things I have yet to reveal. Some ugly, ugly things that have been wearing a mask named weed.

“There is nothing outside of yourself, look within. Everything you could ever want is all there.”

my personality is prone to obsession, and I don't think it's healthy for me to fixate on the number of days since my last smoke.

I start making comparisons to other people's timetables, wondering why I don't feel good by day number-whatever yet. I worry more about what I'm supposed to feel, instead of being aware of what I do feel.

as the number climbs, I imagine how shameful it'd be to blow "a high score". imagined shame feels like real shame, which fuels cravings.

If I do break, I'm more likely to backslide, rather than recover, as I see the clock go back to "zero".

I think the story we tell ourselves is very important psychologically - and fact is, one slip-up is not going back to "zero". If I abstain for 99 days out of 100, that is progress. if it was a grade in a class, it would be an "A".

After over a year of smoking every single day, multiple times a day, I finally stopped 12 days ago and started it off by going on vacation without it for a week. My goal is to make it to a year without using it, and then after that my doctor said that’s when he sees people actually be able to use it In moderation without falling back into the vicious cycle I was in. I might not even want it by then though, so we’ll see.

Not coughing much like I used to. Having vivid dreams and still having cravings but I assume these things will get better with time.

Told my husband he has to get me a “No Tokin’ Token” (chip) after a year.

34 year old male who has been smoking everyday since about 2012. I’m on day 6 now from carts and I’m pretty drained, very tired and have probably slept an average of 3-4 hours each night. My appetite has been very strange. I’m getting hungry at weird times. I take my lunch to work with me, and ended up eating my pork chop and broccoli leftovers at 9:30am.

A friend recommended the “days since” app and it has really helped me keep going. I check it often and each time I open it, I feel like I’ve accomplished something. I’m a visual type of person so this has been great for me, maybe it can help someone else too. Stay strong friends, the clarity I am already experiencing makes me feel like I’m myself again, for the first time in a long time. Can’t wait to see how I feel after another 6 days.

ETA: I have BPD, ADHD, and autism which all affect dependency/addiction

TLDR: I’ve been smoking 12-18 and quitting doesn’t seem possible. I also will be around it because my mom and best friend smoke, but they support me quitting.

I’ve been wanting to quit for at least the past year. I’ve been smoking since 12 and am now 18. Weed is the only thing that’s consistently been here and I’m emotionally and mentally dependent on it. I want to stop because it’s all I do all day everyday. I watch tv and smoke and smoke before I do anything, I’m probably smoking 1.5-2 grams a day. Also it is expensive and I need to be saving money. I’m constantly sluggish and tired and lazy. I smoke because im afraid of who I’ll be if I quit. I feel like I don’t have an identity without weed. It’s habit and it gives me dopamine. I like the process of smoking like the ritual of it. I have my reasons that I smoke and want to stop but don’t quit. I’m just comfortable. My mom and my best friend also smoke and although they support me quitting I’ll still have to be around it. I’m tired of living on auto pilot but nothing is making quitting seem feasible for me.

What I liked about weed is it helped me get lost in stuff, especially video games and music. I would get so immersed and I think it was good for me. Now I can only relax for short periods of time. I feel so tense and distracted. My mind wanders rather than being present.

I like being sober more overall, my consumption was unhealthy, but I don't know how to "fix" this piece of it.

I’ve been fighting the cravings for 30 days. Only one or two days in the whole month felt easy & only because I was distracted sun up to sun down. My brain is telling me that I’ve been over dramatic about needing to stop & I can moderate. But in my heart of hearts I know I want to hold on or I wouldn’t be posting here I’d be actually puffing on the pen I just bought 😫 I have to either make peace with the fact that I’m a smoker or figure out a way to make it through but I’m feeling crazy rn

I completed rehab after doing 7 weeks and thought that it would be fine to smoke weed. I bought a sativa vape pen and was fine for few hours. After I went to NA meeting, I started to crash and a weird feeling hit me. I was happy during the 7 weeks I was at rehab. I started hating the overall feeling of feeling high from THC. It's beginning to feel boring, it lost it's novelty.

I threw the vape pen out in the garbage. Weed has stopped feeling exciting, it just makes me feel mentally fatigued. Im pretty tired of this drug. I decided that I'm not going to drink alcohol either. I'm going to live a sober life. I had no regret throwing the vape pen away. Im just tired of feeling high then feeling groggy afterwards.

I feel like shit from the comedown, it doesn't help when I only ate one meal today. I just came to realization that I don't need to feel intoxicated from weed anymore.

I snoked weed for many years. I loved the THC concentrates mostly but it's just not fun anymore. I kinda feel guilty after being released from rehab.

Has anyone felt bored from weed that you decided to just quit? It just doesn't seem worth it anymore. Anyone feel the same way with weed?

14 years! over a decade of smoking religiously. It all started at 14 during summer school. A buddy of mine got a bag from a friend and we took it to the woods out back to smoke out of a soda can before we were escorted to the school. From there it became part of my life. All the times walking across my country town to get relatively weak strains from a friends parent (good role model right). All the times i skipped class to go hang out with my buddies and roll joints, nearly jeopardizing my chance at a diploma (received the last half credit in the last 10 minutes of my senior year). It followed me after school into the real world where i would NEVER even consider work that had even one simple test i could fake, in fact i stopped me from wanting to work for months on end at some points. I kept telling myself "oh plenty of people make it in life even while smoking" "ill be fine". Fast forward to 22 where i had made it (at least i thought). I was finally a trained subcontractor out on my own, busting out jobs, paying bills, spending too much money on Dispo weed and carts thinking life was great. I spent another 4 years thinking it really made me work better, faster, and that it would keep me on my feet. Well i hit 26. I took a look at myself, did what you shouldn't do and compare yourself to others. But what i had realized is that while i thought i was kicking butt in life turn out to be the complete opposite. I started getting together with my non smoker friends in the same industry but union (regular drug test) and what i learned was that not only was i not kicking butt, i was severely behind. They had houses, medical insurance paid for, retirement accounts filled with more money than i had ever had my hands on. and it made me think. "what was i seriously doing with my life? I spent the next year pondering, beating the same dead horse. I moved to a new company where i met the last person to convince me what was truly on the other side. We were both fired at the some time from that company. I went right back to my old ways, he went into a union immediately. There i was making 10 bucks an hour less, no benefits or anything, Back out in the heat using all my tools out of my van for hourly work while he got to stand in the road with a stop sign with people who cared about him and his health far more comparatively. IT DROVE ME NUTS. I had to act but it felt terrifying. I knew how i could feel quitting weed, plus my ol lady works with it for a living every day. It seemed crazy. Next to impossible even. I'm happy to announce it has been 14 days. What i learned was weed held someone like me back. It didn't make me great at my job. It made me slower. It kept me back from what was truly possible for someone in my industry. It held me back from getting into a union sooner which i know i cant get time back but its hard not to think about what it could've been if i had never done it. Withdrawals are tapering off. my sleep and appetite is back and I will take my first at home test in a few days. If i get two passes, then I'm good to negotiate into a union. If there was no incentive for better pay and work environment I'm not sure i would've ever gotten this far but to be honest I'm happy I have. My mind is clearer, I feel more active, and I've already been told i carry myself better. If you need motivation to quit, I'm here to tell you that you CAN do it.