I am on day 6 of what I hope to be my forever goodbye to weed. Started a few years ago and was incredibly nervous when I did of falling into habitual use and yet here I am. I've tried "mini quits" and done T breaks but honestly I can't do the complacency anymore. I am someone who enjoys being physically active more than anything, and use physical activity and being outside as stress relief but recently I tore my hamstring and haven't been able to be active. That started causing my highs to be anxious, which always happens when I smoke alone and indoors but I kept doing it because I couldn't deal with the emotional and physical pain of having a dream shattered (I was supposed to be working in Alaska this summer) while dealing with my injury.
I am now at home with my parents and no access to weed which is making the quitting part relatively straightforward, but goddamn all I want is a good night's sleep. I flew home from Alaska which jetlagged me and now I'm kinda permajetlagged. My injury hasn't healed properly at all and now I can't even go to bed like normal which makes it feel so much worse, and I often get caught lying in bed in a shitty feedback loop of physical pain and racing thoughts that feed into each other and eliminate any possibility of falling back asleep with ease. I know this experience will make me a stronger person capable of dealing with adversity and tbh the only reason I get any cravings is thinking about the feeling of smoking a joint in nature or during a hike and tbh most of that I think comes from the fact that I can't even be in nature at the moment but goddamn I just want a peaceful fucking sleep. Rant over good luck everyone on this journey 🫶