I am 2 days away from Day 100 without smoking weed. It has been a journey. I have learned so much about myself in these 14 weeks; gratitude goes out to all who inspired me and continue to walk this path of self-discovery!
I was walking around a lake yesterday, thinking about how I used to always get stoned before any ‘nature time’. I had formerly thought that pot gave me a stronger connection to the surroundings, but now I realize that was not true. As I breathed in the fresh autumn air, I was filled with feelings of deep empowerment: “I am small in this world, but I control my own destiny.”
Previously (for the better part of 2 decades) my moods were under the control of dried plant parts in a baggie (pathetic!). I am taking charge here. Deciding to make a positive self-transformation is no small task: there are tears, panic, anxiety and pain. Working through these takes self-discipline. I have had to dig deep, beneath layers of immaturity and escapism, to my core. I have been forced to reach out and admit my own vulnerability. It has been worth it. I have a stronger sense of optimism about my life than has ever existed previously.
To all who are struggling with withdrawals, cravings, and depression, this goes out to you. I have been to the edge, looked over, and quested into the abyss of self-doubt. I send a message back to you: it gets better, it gets lighter, and the dark night will finally pass.
See you in the sunshine of clarity!