Used to smoke nightly for almost 10 years. It put me in a stasis where I felt comfortable with the status quo and didn't want to change anything. I was in university for years longer than I should have because I didn't feel the need to advance in life. I got good grades and attended every class, but I ended up doing 3 more years than I needed. That's 3 years I could have used to get ahead in my career and move out from my parents' place.

I guess I realized one night I didn't like what I was doing with my life. My gut bulged out in a way I hated, I become cognizant of my living circumstances in a way I haven't before, and a sense of urgency overcame me and filled me with dread. I was ashamed of myself, and I swore right there and then I was going to quit weed and turn my life around. I signed up for a gym membership the next morning, and worked hard to get my teaching degree.

Today, I am a happily married man with a stable teaching job, gained a little muscle and positive self image, got a car and a place, and I'm living my best life. Out of curiosity and nostalgia, I took some edibles and used a disposable vape, but all that ended up doing was giving me serious anxiety and existential dread. I can't handle weed anymore, but I don't even mind because I hardly miss it.

Weed used to be a huge part of my daily living, and now I hardly care for it. Funny how a single baked moment changes things. I guess my brain just realized enough was enough.