9MQ...
First off, thank you for your very encouraging and uplifting response earlier. I really appreciate those words and compassion. In the end I know it can work out, but like a lot of us, it seems bleak at times.
9MQ and POMM...
I can appreciate what your going through, for sure. Some days, or even weeks and longer, nothing works. I think there's something about this one year mark, or close to it, that is very hard for some. I really believe that those of us who struggle harder are the ones who may have been (ab)using weed in order to deal with deeper mental health issues. I can't speak empirically on that, but I know I was.
Also keep in mind, this is a very uncertain time in the world, one where people actually INCREASED the amount of drugs and alcohol they've been using.
I know personally I was fortunate enough to be working full time all through 2020, do physical work, having a daily purpose and a consistent schedule. I was waking up early and busy every single day. I had human contact on a daily basis, and very little time to get into my own head. There were rough patches, but nothing like the last 6 months
Since January, all that changed. And my mental health had followed suit. I only speak of my personal experience to illustrate some of the basic needs we all have, and how right now that may be a lot more difficult given the circumstances of the world. I think the rest of this year will be dicey, to be honest. But I still see light and I certainly don't believe being high will make anything better.
I caught a very light contact buzz visiting my friend last week. He was smoking a joint in his garage (door open partially) and I just wanted to enjoy to smell. He knows my situation, and didn't want to even smoke in my presence, but I assured him it was ok. Anyway, we sat and joked around, had a great conversation while he smoked half the joint. I didn't get high at all, but it was enough of a contact buzz to feel it, especially after a year sober. And honestly, just like all the other times before, I knew immediately it was never going to be the solution. I got more out of the human connection and conversation than any drug.
A lot of this is just stumbling through the dark, trying to find something safe and familiar to hold on too. Some days are good, some are sh**. It's about not giving up and becoming tolerant of the extreme discomfort that life has to offer at times. The military teaches young men and women this lesson very early in life, and it seems to forever change them for the better. I personally am still trying to grasp the concept, but I'm definitely farther along than I ever was.
Stay strong and hang on to whatever is closest at hand. Try and become more disciplined than you feel comfortable with and impose that upon yourself daily.
Be well...sending the good vibes to you