penguins
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Ok, I think this may be a touchy topic here. Just keep in mind that I don't pass judgement and I *definately* don't want to start a flamewar, I'm just looking for some honest discourse.
So lately I've been going through alot of psychological hoo-hah (I don't really feel like elaborating, and frankly the details are unimportant) and the subject of addiction came up in discussion with my therapist. She suggested, and I think I *might* agree, that I was addicted to cannabis. (psychological vs physiological aside, addiction *is* addiction; gambling addictions are just as real as nicotine addiction) So, also at her suggestion, as well as a friend's, I quit smoking altogether about 3-4 months ago; after many unsuccesful attempts to merely "cut back". I would smoke alot (at least in her, my friends, and my opinion; I know that others here would say otherwise) around 3-4 average sized bowls of the good stuff a day; I would usually spread it out, and remain at a pretty consistant level of stoned-ness for the whole day. Overall I don't really feel like my quality-of-life has changed all that much, for better or for worse; but I can't shake the feeling that something is missing, or that maybe I shouldn't have stopped. Sometimes I'll find myself getting drunk by myself for no reason now, I suppose as some kind of replacement; i never would do that before. But yet at the same time, I know that there were quite a few times when I was smoking irresponsibly (before a big test, before meeting non-smoker friends or family, while i was doing nitty-gritty, definatly not-for-pot homework, etc.) I know that my lungs are probably thanking me for my decisions (I know there isn't very good research, but inhaling smoke is generally not good for you); but there are lots of things that I do that are bad for me (eating unhealthy, drinking, not exercising, etc.) and, for lack of a better term, I feel like perhaps my spiritual health is suffering. I know that I was "addicted" in the sense that I had had trouble stopping and cutting back and maybe using it at the right times; but now I'm thinking about prescription pharmeceuticals and wondering what the real difference is. Maybe I just miss my girls too much (I took down the closet) and I don't know that I can start growing and smoking "responsibly". I'm not even sure i know what "responsibly" means anymore; especially with all the propaganda that gets thrown around (from *both* sides of the fence) concerning cannabis. My grades were the worst they have ever been this last semester, and I'm not sure if it has to do with quitting smoking (sometimes i don't feel like i have a reward mechanism anymore) or just because my classes were hard/stupid, or because i'm coming down hard with college-senioritis (definately more serious than the highschool variety). I *feel* very strongly that i don't need to quit altogether and that should just start and try to control things; but i'm truly scared of a destructive addiction (and i know that it's possible) and rationally i think that it's something that really shouldn't matter all that much, so I might as well just take a sabbatical just to see both sides of the fence, as it were; but I still just can't fight the feeling that i'm doing something "wrong" here.
This got pretty longwinded, nonsensical, and ranty and I'm not sure what kind of responses I'm looking for here, but anything is certainly welcome; whether you want to encourage (either way), empathise, debate (civilly!), or just discuss.
(wow, I haven't been back here in a while. hey there everybody!)
So lately I've been going through alot of psychological hoo-hah (I don't really feel like elaborating, and frankly the details are unimportant) and the subject of addiction came up in discussion with my therapist. She suggested, and I think I *might* agree, that I was addicted to cannabis. (psychological vs physiological aside, addiction *is* addiction; gambling addictions are just as real as nicotine addiction) So, also at her suggestion, as well as a friend's, I quit smoking altogether about 3-4 months ago; after many unsuccesful attempts to merely "cut back". I would smoke alot (at least in her, my friends, and my opinion; I know that others here would say otherwise) around 3-4 average sized bowls of the good stuff a day; I would usually spread it out, and remain at a pretty consistant level of stoned-ness for the whole day. Overall I don't really feel like my quality-of-life has changed all that much, for better or for worse; but I can't shake the feeling that something is missing, or that maybe I shouldn't have stopped. Sometimes I'll find myself getting drunk by myself for no reason now, I suppose as some kind of replacement; i never would do that before. But yet at the same time, I know that there were quite a few times when I was smoking irresponsibly (before a big test, before meeting non-smoker friends or family, while i was doing nitty-gritty, definatly not-for-pot homework, etc.) I know that my lungs are probably thanking me for my decisions (I know there isn't very good research, but inhaling smoke is generally not good for you); but there are lots of things that I do that are bad for me (eating unhealthy, drinking, not exercising, etc.) and, for lack of a better term, I feel like perhaps my spiritual health is suffering. I know that I was "addicted" in the sense that I had had trouble stopping and cutting back and maybe using it at the right times; but now I'm thinking about prescription pharmeceuticals and wondering what the real difference is. Maybe I just miss my girls too much (I took down the closet) and I don't know that I can start growing and smoking "responsibly". I'm not even sure i know what "responsibly" means anymore; especially with all the propaganda that gets thrown around (from *both* sides of the fence) concerning cannabis. My grades were the worst they have ever been this last semester, and I'm not sure if it has to do with quitting smoking (sometimes i don't feel like i have a reward mechanism anymore) or just because my classes were hard/stupid, or because i'm coming down hard with college-senioritis (definately more serious than the highschool variety). I *feel* very strongly that i don't need to quit altogether and that should just start and try to control things; but i'm truly scared of a destructive addiction (and i know that it's possible) and rationally i think that it's something that really shouldn't matter all that much, so I might as well just take a sabbatical just to see both sides of the fence, as it were; but I still just can't fight the feeling that i'm doing something "wrong" here.
This got pretty longwinded, nonsensical, and ranty and I'm not sure what kind of responses I'm looking for here, but anything is certainly welcome; whether you want to encourage (either way), empathise, debate (civilly!), or just discuss.
(wow, I haven't been back here in a while. hey there everybody!)