I wanted to open this thread to tell you all about my journey as a chronic marijuana user who started at the age of 17 and has continued all the way until the age of 32. During this time, I can remember only twice when I had an abstinence of over 3 months, and both of these times were related to problems with the law, AKA out of necessity.. Once was for 4 months, and the other time was for 450 days (I will report on this extensively as I am sure this will be the most important learning point for me and others)
Marijuana was my introduction to all Things psychedelic at the age of 17. Not long after smoking marijuana, and I mean not even two months, I was already joining the DMT Nexus forums and reading reports on my high school benches as I skipped class to learn everything possible about mushrooms. That first year smoking can be described as nothing short of completely mystical in every experience that I had, and I can distinctly remember the first time I got high, but also ruminate deeply on the most magical times, which are my third and fourth time that led me into deep psychedelic experiences that I will still cherish to this day.
Thus, the "habit" begins..
As any Stoner knows, being someone who smokes weed a lot or being someone who smoked weed for a long time, it absolutely becomes a part of your identity if you're involved with marijuana on a regular basis. This is also superchargingly true if you work with marijuana in other realms. Marijuana definitely became a part of my identity. A couple of times a week turned into daily within a matter of half a year. I couldn't get enough, but I thought I was learning, and I thought it was something new and good for me.
Fast forward into the College Years, where I have now been smoking daily for a year and a half. I got caught and, in my shame, quit because I had to, but also because I knew my family needed me to at the time. I wish I could say that for the second time, because after the first time of quitting for 4 months (which just seemed like a necessity) and wasn't a problem, the second time was much different, and where addiction showed.
This time it had completely taken me, even though I had gone into great trouble and again great shame with my family and my friends with this experience. I decided to not take it seriously and continued to smoke even all the way up until a very important day in my life.. this is my first time I ever understood that I truly had a problem or even thought about it as a now serious issue in my life.
I won't get too much into this because it involves the law, but basically, I needed to quit, and I was able to successfully quit for 440 days. This is where things get interesting, AS IT IS THE ONLY TIME IN MY "ADULT LIFE" OF NOT SMOKING.
At first, I hated it; I lost my identity again. But then something started to click in my life that I never really understood 100%, even to this day, fully..
Some part of me woke up that was asleep for a long time, and I channeled a lot of my energy into becoming a successful musician in my city. I looked up to many of the people who played amazing shows, and I knew that I could be that one day, I just had to put in the work. I don't know if I ever had this kind of Drive in anything in my life besides the days I was also involved in music in high school, but I slayed every obstacle to get to my goal successfully. I had no crutch to lean on, so I gave myself fully to everything else in my life. In a time of youthful vigor, the energy did not go unnoticed by people, and I ended up meeting the number one love of my life, my only very serious love to this day.
So, to make a long story short, in the year that I had quit I was able to accomplish so much and see things so clearly, and I still thought that deep down I missed weed even though I was sober and everything was going great. Eventually, when you get to a point where you've been off for a year it becomes just your normal life (and things change so dramatically, oh my god, ask me about the difference between a month or two off and 350+)
At the end of the 365-day probation, believe it or not, I was still able to make it another 90 days without smoking, even though there is no quote on quote chains behind me.. I just liked who I was (shocking)
Yet when I came back to it, (sigh) there was my old "ally" once again. My girlfriend actually liked who I was as a smoker!! I was still a driven person!! and I was still doing okay!! (lies)
However, over the course of a year, things started to take a turn for the worse. My grades didn't matter anymore. smoking became way more of an escape than it did a positive way of living, and all of these little things about me that were bad started to peek through the cracks. Of course, I ignored and didn't care about any of this. Mary was with me. My dopamine. My escape.
The one thing that really hit me during this period of my life, and I still reflect on it importantly today is when me and my girlfriend finally were calling it for good and near the end she said something to me like she would have never gotten with me if I was the stoner that she knows now and that she was initially attracted to me because of the energy of not being that pothead.. she explained to me that she didn't think that I would have the same amount of drive and the same amount of energy that attracted her in the first place if I was always that person in the end smoking everyday,
and that hit home hard and still does. ..
After all this, from the age of 23 to 32, I've been an everyday smoker with barely any breaks unless traveling was happening, not only that, but in the height of it, it's been 8 to 10 times a day of high-quality rosin dabs. it just seems like absolute slavery, and it really is. At 24 the plant completely turned on me and this is where things get even weirder and weirder I started to develop extreme anxiety and discomfort anytime I smoked I also became allergic to marijuana if I touched it it would absolutely destroy me if I then touch my face or nose my body was literally screaming and Agony and telling me telling me very clearly that I wanted me to quit and I just literally ignored every sign.
I then hopped on valium at the age of 27 when covid started because my chronic pain was so out of control (different story) and it was the only thing that would allow me to smoke and relax my back at the same time so that I could live a functional life; this was absolutely true but I did get into it (benzo use) from a place of not wanting to quit smoking marijuana and finding something that was fixing anxiety that could be avoided if I had just had the strength to quit the fucking plant.
This is where the stake in the road is in my life with marijuana, that I added another drug into my life so that I can continue my relationship with something that was destroying me already.
It's been 5 years since I've been on Valium (currently slow tapering via Ashton manual and specialist). I'm still smoking marijuana daily, and now, unfortunately, I want to quit and go back to my dream life.... I wanted to go back to the person I was when I was off the weed so many years ago........ I have not had any good romantic relationships over the years, and I still ruminate on something that my ex-partner told me about my relationship with marijuana.
I feel like it's an important development of my life that I move on to the next stage without this plant spirit.....
The problem is when you get addicted and dependent to a drug that takes a long time to get off of, as Valium does, they recommend that you don't quit marijuana before you get off the more toxic drug, so I'm actually in a sick way forced to keep smoking because I can't go through two withdrawals at once, it's overwhelming and horrible.
But every particle of me, every part of my being wants to quit.. I had made it down to just a dab of day before I hit serious withdrawals within my already existing withdrawals and that led me back to a place of continuing to take dabs everyday as I do right now usually three to four a day because it's so important to me to get off the Valium first but I can see my future and I know my future does not include smoking marijuana everyday... it's not medicine for me anymore ....it's not an identity marker that I need to hold on to.....
I'm going to wrap this post up now because I feel like if anyone has any specific questions about the physical things about quitting, how I felt after a year of being off of marijuana, and any other personal experiences relating to chronic marijuana smoking at a high level, feel free to ask anything.
If there's one thing, though, that I would like to talk about with others on the Nexus besides answering questions here is how chronic marijuana use has affected your dream life?? And maybe.. your life in general? Do the pros outweigh the cons?
Obviously it's pretty well documented that it suppresses REM sleep and even has a suppression of the HPG axis in our brain, which can affect testosterone and other chemical balances via the CB1 receptor downregulation.
Personally, I feel being cut off in your dream life is, in a way, being cut off from your spiritual life, and that's the thing that keeps me going with my ideas for quitting soon after valium cessation .. I still dream a little bit, but I used to lucid dream often, which was amazing for me when I'm in tune with it, because living in chronic pain, a lot of the best times of my life are when I'm sleeping, so when I'm sleeping, I should be having Vivid quality dreams.. not to mention still ruminating on what my past love said.
All love to the plant Spirit of marijuana, she really is a special one, and she can help so many people in so many different ways, but for me, the journey is ending, and it's going to be a little bit sad, but it is what it is.
I know that a lot more happiness is around the corner without Mary J.
-Sky
Marijuana was my introduction to all Things psychedelic at the age of 17. Not long after smoking marijuana, and I mean not even two months, I was already joining the DMT Nexus forums and reading reports on my high school benches as I skipped class to learn everything possible about mushrooms. That first year smoking can be described as nothing short of completely mystical in every experience that I had, and I can distinctly remember the first time I got high, but also ruminate deeply on the most magical times, which are my third and fourth time that led me into deep psychedelic experiences that I will still cherish to this day.
Thus, the "habit" begins..
As any Stoner knows, being someone who smokes weed a lot or being someone who smoked weed for a long time, it absolutely becomes a part of your identity if you're involved with marijuana on a regular basis. This is also superchargingly true if you work with marijuana in other realms. Marijuana definitely became a part of my identity. A couple of times a week turned into daily within a matter of half a year. I couldn't get enough, but I thought I was learning, and I thought it was something new and good for me.
Fast forward into the College Years, where I have now been smoking daily for a year and a half. I got caught and, in my shame, quit because I had to, but also because I knew my family needed me to at the time. I wish I could say that for the second time, because after the first time of quitting for 4 months (which just seemed like a necessity) and wasn't a problem, the second time was much different, and where addiction showed.
This time it had completely taken me, even though I had gone into great trouble and again great shame with my family and my friends with this experience. I decided to not take it seriously and continued to smoke even all the way up until a very important day in my life.. this is my first time I ever understood that I truly had a problem or even thought about it as a now serious issue in my life.
I won't get too much into this because it involves the law, but basically, I needed to quit, and I was able to successfully quit for 440 days. This is where things get interesting, AS IT IS THE ONLY TIME IN MY "ADULT LIFE" OF NOT SMOKING.
At first, I hated it; I lost my identity again. But then something started to click in my life that I never really understood 100%, even to this day, fully..
Some part of me woke up that was asleep for a long time, and I channeled a lot of my energy into becoming a successful musician in my city. I looked up to many of the people who played amazing shows, and I knew that I could be that one day, I just had to put in the work. I don't know if I ever had this kind of Drive in anything in my life besides the days I was also involved in music in high school, but I slayed every obstacle to get to my goal successfully. I had no crutch to lean on, so I gave myself fully to everything else in my life. In a time of youthful vigor, the energy did not go unnoticed by people, and I ended up meeting the number one love of my life, my only very serious love to this day.
So, to make a long story short, in the year that I had quit I was able to accomplish so much and see things so clearly, and I still thought that deep down I missed weed even though I was sober and everything was going great. Eventually, when you get to a point where you've been off for a year it becomes just your normal life (and things change so dramatically, oh my god, ask me about the difference between a month or two off and 350+)
At the end of the 365-day probation, believe it or not, I was still able to make it another 90 days without smoking, even though there is no quote on quote chains behind me.. I just liked who I was (shocking)
Yet when I came back to it, (sigh) there was my old "ally" once again. My girlfriend actually liked who I was as a smoker!! I was still a driven person!! and I was still doing okay!! (lies)
However, over the course of a year, things started to take a turn for the worse. My grades didn't matter anymore. smoking became way more of an escape than it did a positive way of living, and all of these little things about me that were bad started to peek through the cracks. Of course, I ignored and didn't care about any of this. Mary was with me. My dopamine. My escape.
The one thing that really hit me during this period of my life, and I still reflect on it importantly today is when me and my girlfriend finally were calling it for good and near the end she said something to me like she would have never gotten with me if I was the stoner that she knows now and that she was initially attracted to me because of the energy of not being that pothead.. she explained to me that she didn't think that I would have the same amount of drive and the same amount of energy that attracted her in the first place if I was always that person in the end smoking everyday,
and that hit home hard and still does. ..
After all this, from the age of 23 to 32, I've been an everyday smoker with barely any breaks unless traveling was happening, not only that, but in the height of it, it's been 8 to 10 times a day of high-quality rosin dabs. it just seems like absolute slavery, and it really is. At 24 the plant completely turned on me and this is where things get even weirder and weirder I started to develop extreme anxiety and discomfort anytime I smoked I also became allergic to marijuana if I touched it it would absolutely destroy me if I then touch my face or nose my body was literally screaming and Agony and telling me telling me very clearly that I wanted me to quit and I just literally ignored every sign.
I then hopped on valium at the age of 27 when covid started because my chronic pain was so out of control (different story) and it was the only thing that would allow me to smoke and relax my back at the same time so that I could live a functional life; this was absolutely true but I did get into it (benzo use) from a place of not wanting to quit smoking marijuana and finding something that was fixing anxiety that could be avoided if I had just had the strength to quit the fucking plant.
This is where the stake in the road is in my life with marijuana, that I added another drug into my life so that I can continue my relationship with something that was destroying me already.
It's been 5 years since I've been on Valium (currently slow tapering via Ashton manual and specialist). I'm still smoking marijuana daily, and now, unfortunately, I want to quit and go back to my dream life.... I wanted to go back to the person I was when I was off the weed so many years ago........ I have not had any good romantic relationships over the years, and I still ruminate on something that my ex-partner told me about my relationship with marijuana.
I feel like it's an important development of my life that I move on to the next stage without this plant spirit.....
The problem is when you get addicted and dependent to a drug that takes a long time to get off of, as Valium does, they recommend that you don't quit marijuana before you get off the more toxic drug, so I'm actually in a sick way forced to keep smoking because I can't go through two withdrawals at once, it's overwhelming and horrible.
But every particle of me, every part of my being wants to quit.. I had made it down to just a dab of day before I hit serious withdrawals within my already existing withdrawals and that led me back to a place of continuing to take dabs everyday as I do right now usually three to four a day because it's so important to me to get off the Valium first but I can see my future and I know my future does not include smoking marijuana everyday... it's not medicine for me anymore ....it's not an identity marker that I need to hold on to.....
I'm going to wrap this post up now because I feel like if anyone has any specific questions about the physical things about quitting, how I felt after a year of being off of marijuana, and any other personal experiences relating to chronic marijuana smoking at a high level, feel free to ask anything.
If there's one thing, though, that I would like to talk about with others on the Nexus besides answering questions here is how chronic marijuana use has affected your dream life?? And maybe.. your life in general? Do the pros outweigh the cons?
Obviously it's pretty well documented that it suppresses REM sleep and even has a suppression of the HPG axis in our brain, which can affect testosterone and other chemical balances via the CB1 receptor downregulation.
Personally, I feel being cut off in your dream life is, in a way, being cut off from your spiritual life, and that's the thing that keeps me going with my ideas for quitting soon after valium cessation .. I still dream a little bit, but I used to lucid dream often, which was amazing for me when I'm in tune with it, because living in chronic pain, a lot of the best times of my life are when I'm sleeping, so when I'm sleeping, I should be having Vivid quality dreams.. not to mention still ruminating on what my past love said.
All love to the plant Spirit of marijuana, she really is a special one, and she can help so many people in so many different ways, but for me, the journey is ending, and it's going to be a little bit sad, but it is what it is.
I know that a lot more happiness is around the corner without Mary J.
-Sky