Ok. I smoked pot for years. I smoked so much that I would have a cone first thing in the morning and last thing before bed. Two years ago my boys started noticing what I was doing, and that's when I decided enough was enough. I'm not the sort of mother who can tell her kids "don't tell anyone..." whatever. It's too much for a kid to take on. So I quit. Wasn't cold turkey...
One of the worst things coming off the pot is the inability to get to sleep. It is physically addictive, never mind the mentally addictive part which I will get to shortly. So I wouldn't touch it all day and I would have two cones before bed, long after the boys were asleep. Because I hadn't had it all day, it worked like a charm. After a couple of days I cut it back to one cone. Two days later it was a half a cone. Mind you this half cone was blowin my mind :happysad: . Next day I just though, well fuck, if all it takes to get me to sleep is half a cone, then I don't really need anything. And I didn't. Been two years and two months since I touched it.
I'm an addictive personality. Oh my God, the internet... but let's not go into that...
I've always been someone who get's depressed easily, and I mean clinically. I spent about 4 years smoking every day and it numbed everything. I didn't get stressed as much and didn't spend too much time thinking about things that weren't great. I drove, cooked, played with the kids, went to work, everything, stoned. The THC takes 2 months to fully leave your bloodstream. Now this is where it got really nasty...
I took my kids to their dad's house one night to sleep over. I wasn't planning to be breathing in the morning. I had spent so long burried in the blur of the pot that four years worth of emotions came crashing down on me and I was having a nervous breakdown. I couldn't do myself in, but I was a wreck. I spent 10 days in hospital with the breakdown.
I'm fine now, and I have said waaaaaaaaaaay too much :redface: . My point is it's bloody hard, even if the will is there and you can get over the hurdle of not needing it physically, you need help with the emotional stuff before you get to the stage where I was at. Talk to a counsellor, they won't judge you. They are trained not to and they have heard a lot worse. I was freaked out that the nurses would interfere with my parenting knowing that I had given up the pot after years of smoking it, but they said they could see nothing wrong with the way I was parenting. I had my kids sorted out with all their stuff, etc. (eg. my eldest son has mild autism and always has all the educational/extra-curricular support I can get him). They said they seldom saw a mum that was so worried about her kids.
Do it. Do it now. Give it up before you get worse. Once you get all the emotional shit out of the way, your life will be ten times better. You will have more energy, motivation, and positive feelings about the future. And your future will be much brighter without it. Trust me. I know. Not everyone gets hooked like I did, but some of us do. I will never touch it again, not even one puff. I learnt my lesson.
Steelasp, don't shoot your mouth off about things you don't understand. He just told you he can't just give it up, so obviously not anyone can. Everyone is different. Grow up.