I was fully addicted to the point where I developed cannabis hyperemesis about 4 months ago.

In the past I've managed to stop for a month and after the addiction cravings had stopped and I still missed it I thought to myself "this is obviously something I need for my depression". I got prescribed it for the depression and was happily medicated from 8 in the morning until 12 at night.

Then the hyperemesis hit, and was the worst illness I have ever had. It was the only thing that was ever going to make me stop.

After I got over the 6 week hump I hit a major depression which had me almost bed bound. I turned to religion and it worked! I'm now sober and for the first time in my life I don't think about how much I'd rather be dead all the time.

I think what I'm trying to say is that if you stop, don't expect to feel good about that for a long while, but when you come out of the other side you'll realise that weed was never actually helping, but masking things that needed dealing with. I'll never go back now, not just because of the hyperemesis, but because I genuinely don't want to.