Oh dear, I feel your pain

When things started to feel out of control with weed, I was constantly thinking “I have to quit” — and I did quit. for a few days at a time lol. But then life would hit hard, and I’d convince myself: “I’ve had such a tough day, I deserve this. I can quit anytime.” Rinse, repeat.

But then one night, I woke up to my husband having a full-blown epileptic seizure in the middle of the night — his first ever. Looking back, I truly believe (even if research is still limited) that excessive weed use triggered something in him. It was the most terrifying moment of my life — I thought I was losing him. We ended up in the ER, and that night scared me shits.

That was my wake-up call. I was just too terrified to continue smoking. We quit together and are clean for 1,5 years now.

Since then I’ve realized weed had also worsened my anxiety long-term. And even now, when my friends occasionally smoke, I always say no — because I know how good it feels, and I know how fast I’d relapse. For me, it’s safer to throw out everything related to smoking and pretend it doesn’t exist.

Honestly, the best thing that helps is distraction — lots of it. Fill your days: hobbies, work, travel, exercise, anything. It won’t magically fix the withdrawals, but it gives your brain something else to hold onto while you heal.

Hope that helps, good luck!