Looking forward to another Friday of not giving in to the beast inside of me. I'm also b'h staying off of weed.
The basic cheshbon about weed is like this: for some 30 minutes or so I feel much more relaxed, like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. This is accompanied by an immediate feeling of disclarity and inability to express myself clearly.
After about half an hour I feel very sluggish and tired, and like I want to smoke more to get back that high. I become irritable, lazy, unmotivated, immotionally unstable, unfocused. A whole bunch of undesirable things. (But at least I had a relaxing half hour, right?
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The next day I have trouble waking up, and often oversleep, which leads to a hectic day, amazing what a difference a few extra minutes of sleep can make. I am tired throughout the day, and don't function well, continueing to feel all of those undesirables I mentioned in the previous paragraph. I get stuck in a mode of wanting to smoke several times a day. I end up feeling depressed. I don't function well. All so I can have a few minutes relief from tension.
It is a terrible way to relieve tension, at least for me, because it doesn't last long, and has such terrible consequences on my life in so many areas. Again and again I make this bad decision to smoke. But it really is wreaking a (not so) subtle havoc on my life.
Now it's Friday, and I think to myself, so just do it today. There's no work today, there's no work tomorrow, jsut smoke a little, it'll be nice. But it's never just Friday. It's Friday, and then it's again that day after a couple of hours. And then it's motza'sh, because hey, it's kind of still Friday, and then it's Sunday, because I'm sluggish anyways, so might as well, etc etc. Until a couple of months have passed, and I'm depressed, and not functioning well. And then I say enough! Never again.... till Friday! lol
I need to break out of this. This morning I was thinking to myself, I feel good! And I thought to myself, I NEVER just stam feel good when I'm smoking regularly. And just stam feeling good is an amazing thing. So what do you think? Should I throw away feeling good so I can half a relaxing half hour this Friday? Should I lead myself into a depression, into emotional instability, into unproductiveness, into sluggishness, into mental disclarity so that I can have a weird sort of out of it feeling that makes me forget about my tension and insecurities for half an hour?
Part of what makes it difficult is that I'm surrounded by casual use of it on all sides. Many people around me do it all of the time, like it's nothing, like drinking a coffee, or like smoking a cigarette. (not that smoking cigarettes is nothing, I smoked cigarettes heavily for more than 10 years and it was terrible, but having a cigarette would not ruin my day like smoking can) And maybe for some people it really is nothing. I don't know. But the problem is that when people around me treat it like it's nothing, somehow I start to believe that it's nothing for me either. And all of my cheshbonos go out the window. Ya SimchasTorah, you have a bunch of good points, and it would seem from what you're saying like it's a really bad idea for you to do this thing at all, but hey, they're doing it casually, so forget about all that and just do it, they must be right, it must be fine. What idiocy this is. To throw away all of my hard earned thoughts because someone else happens to see it differently, or act like they see it differently.
Smoking for me is not a small deal. It's just not true. It's a huge thing, with major life consequences. And if I act otherwise, I'm fooling myself. It doesn't matter if millions of people in the world are doing it. It doesn't matter if they legalized it in 20 states in America. None of that matters. The fact is this thing is terrible for me, I've hurt myself by doing it. And it's just not worth it.
Some of you probably have never smoked before. Normally I'd be quite hesitant to share this kind of stuff with people who I wasn't sure had been involved with smoking. But everyone here can relate to getting stuck in a pattern of doing things that you don't want to do. Of getting stuck with addictive behavior. For me, it has not just been porn and masturbation. It's those things, but it's also weed. It was pills when I was a teenager. It's checking the news all the time. It's going on GYE more often than is healthy. But the biggest things for me are clearly porn, masturbation and weed.
It's much easier for me to admit that porn and masturbation are just downright bad. Weed is harder. I need to clarify and clarify again that point to myself. This thing is bad for me. It hurts me. It makes me less of a good person. It makes me sad. It makes be depressed. It doesn't matter one freakin bit of other people don't feel that way, or act like they don't feel that way, even if they're otherwise very sane people. Like I believe that I am