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7/11/2025, 11:28:06 AM
I smoked weed pretty much daily from age 24 to 34. One day, I sent money to my dealer like I’d done many times before—he used to bring it to me after I helped him out with gas. But this time, he ghosted me. Said he was busy, promised to come the next day, then blocked me.
I was so pissed about losing that money (even if it wasn’t much) that I decided to use it as an excuse to quit. I didn’t look for another dealer.
During the first couple of months, I had crazy dreams where I’d trick him into selling me weed from another phone, stuff like that. I also craved it hard around sunset, because that’s when I usually smoked. But the frustration over getting ripped off actually helped me stay clean.
Even when my pothead friends offered me a hit, I turned it down.
After a while, the brain fog started to fade. I got more focused and started spending my time on different projects. Then, about 4 months in, the dealer messaged me again saying he was sorry and wanted to give me my weed plus a freebie. I never replied.
Now I’m almost at one year weed-free. Honestly, if it weren’t for this post, I wouldn’t even be thinking about it. I feel clearer, calmer, and more emotionally stable. No more mood swings or feeling like I need to rush through the day just to smoke and “relax” at sunset.
I didn’t have physical withdrawal like shaking, but I definitely had psychological stuff: cravings, weird dreams, and emotional irritability. That’s all gone now. I even tossed all my bongs and pipes. My only remaining vice is beer on the weekends—and even that I’m thinking of cutting down to lose weight.
Looking back, losing that money was a blessing in disguise. I’ve saved way more by not smoking, and mentally, I feel way better.
I was so pissed about losing that money (even if it wasn’t much) that I decided to use it as an excuse to quit. I didn’t look for another dealer.
During the first couple of months, I had crazy dreams where I’d trick him into selling me weed from another phone, stuff like that. I also craved it hard around sunset, because that’s when I usually smoked. But the frustration over getting ripped off actually helped me stay clean.
Even when my pothead friends offered me a hit, I turned it down.
After a while, the brain fog started to fade. I got more focused and started spending my time on different projects. Then, about 4 months in, the dealer messaged me again saying he was sorry and wanted to give me my weed plus a freebie. I never replied.
Now I’m almost at one year weed-free. Honestly, if it weren’t for this post, I wouldn’t even be thinking about it. I feel clearer, calmer, and more emotionally stable. No more mood swings or feeling like I need to rush through the day just to smoke and “relax” at sunset.
I didn’t have physical withdrawal like shaking, but I definitely had psychological stuff: cravings, weird dreams, and emotional irritability. That’s all gone now. I even tossed all my bongs and pipes. My only remaining vice is beer on the weekends—and even that I’m thinking of cutting down to lose weight.
Looking back, losing that money was a blessing in disguise. I’ve saved way more by not smoking, and mentally, I feel way better.
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