I quit weed for 4 months

 When Theresa died in 2019 September, I dove head first into cannabis. I remember smoking a joint with Paul when he came over. We smoked hash using hot knifes and a blow torch. God, that hash smoke was harsh on the lungs.

Sometimes it was easier to dull the pain with a bong hit. Life became a routine of getting high. I never smoked before 5 pm except if it was on the weekend. 

Want to know how many work people, friends, or family offered to sit down for a smoke or a chat? None after Paul came by. I encountered many evil and deranged people in my life recently. The shock and scope of depravity still makes me vomit.

I quit weed from October to January. It wasn’t too difficult really. I threw out $150 worth of weed and hash. I decided to smoke to relieve ptsd and so far it’s worked out great. I will quit in the future, 😉 no worries.

I continue to exercise on my air bike 20 minutes a day, Monday to Friday. I will be using the barbells soon, the air bike is not enough.

This world is so fucked up.