Let me preface this by saying I absolutely adore smoking weed. I have for many years. Its given me so many hilarious moments and memories, and I've had so many epiphanies and realizations over the years that I owe at least in part to this beautiful drug....
I know it's totally possible to be a stoner who also eats well, goes to the gym, is outgoing and has goals and ambitious, because I've been that person before. But I'm not that person right now, and I haven't been for a while. It took me a long time to fully accept that smoking weed has been so much of my problem lately, because it's something I've always felt so positively about. Smoking weed doesn't MAKE me skip the gym, but it makes staying at home to watch t.v so much more enticing. It doesn't make me overeat, but it increases my hunger and puts me out of touch with my hunger and full signals. It doesn't make me cancel plans with friends, but it makes the idea of getting dressed and leaving my house to visit seem so difficult. Most of all, it makes me indifferent about all these choices I've made. Weed is a wonderful thing because it allows you to fully live in the moment, but that aspect of it might be its biggest blessing as well as its biggest curse. I seek immediate pleasure in my choices rather than looking at the big picture. I view my choices as small and trivial in the moment because it's just one day, one choice. But then it became everyday....
I am not blaming weed. In fact, it's because I love weed so much that I know I need to take a break and mend my relationship with it. It's hard to accept that I've let it get to this point, and I know that quitting won't magically solve all of my problems, but I know it's the first step. Good luck everyone, much love 🖤
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