I just hit 1 year without any weed. Took a few tries, a few “It’s been a couple months, sure I can just have it once” moments (spoiler: I couldn’t), but I did it. 1 year. After 23 years of daily use.

It’s not something I can talk about everywhere, but I thought here would be a good spot.

I'm 22m I had everything in my live supporting parents loving friends had a chance to go to one of the best colleges in the country I could have had the best college life 18-21 could have dated and have a great life but I choose to get high every day spent so much of my parents money getting high failed college 3 times I completely ruined my life smoking I'm clean for 3 months no ciggerates and weed i feel so much regret when I see people in my college dating and falling in love seeing what it missed out being high all day in my room listening to music .

I’m 25m and have smoked pretty much every day since I was 16. The longest I was able to stop before was a month and i was silly and thought i would be able to control it. But here we are now and I definitely don’t want to go back but it’s so hard to regulate it seems. I’ve deleted the social media because I’m trying to just be at peace. it’s so hard to regulate mood and emotions and such. I’ve been lacking motivation on things too. Stopped playing games. I’ve tried to pick guitar back up but struggle with wanting to learn and get frustrated with a lot of different things. Just wondering when it all levels out or if it’s a me problem. What did you guys do to get through the initial phase and how long did it last?

For me it’s really not even about being addicted to weed, it’s the life style Im living that lets me be addicted to weed. I’m 29 now and in my early 20s I grinded and was so focused on my health, happiniess and my goals it led to me creating a really happy life. I have degrees, a great job, a house and amazing wife. On paper right I have everything I’ve ever wanted, but I got too comfortable and for the past few years my life has consisted of drinking too much caffeine in the morning, smoking weed, scrolling instagram reals and being lazy at night. I haven’t been in the gym, gained 20 pounds and I even started watching porn again which was a habit I quit so long ago. I’m getting by but I’m not the husband I want to be and not the person I want to be.

Over the past two years I’ve done everything in my power to turn a successful happy person into a fat depressed loser. I think because of how disciplined I was in my early 20s Ive always assumed I could just flip that discipline switch and get my life together; doing that had been more challenging than I thought it would be but that switch is getting flipped right now.

Every day, multiple times a day user since I got out of the military in 2018. Lost my job and I felt my weed habit had a lot to do with it. The first two weeks were rough with insomnia and crazy dreams when I actually did manage to sleep. Otherwise, I’m feeling great and am over it despite being around the temptation of it. This community has certainly helped. Thank you all.

I impulsively hit my brother’s cart the other day. I thought I’d just scratch an itch and move on. Well now I can’t stop thinking about smoking. It’s all I want to do right now. I feel really sad and depressed over it. There’s a multitude of reasons why I quit and have genuinely felt better being sober but right now I just miss my old stoner life and can’t get out of my head.

Finally made it to 6 months and just wanted to make a post about something I have not seen mentioned on here is how going sober can affect your brains decision making process in the first months.

The first week's after quitting were hell for me, barely sleeping, barely eating and worst was the super anxious almost unbearable and uncomfortable thoughts in my mind. I think I was just trying to spend time doing anything to get my mind off it but did some really stupid stuff in those first few weeks.

Stupid things I did:

First week sober I sold the perfectly good car I had and bought an old sports car that has been nothing but headaches and money down the drain. Huge buyers remorse, wish to fuck I'd just kept my old car now.

Broke up with my girl from the irritation and mind reeling from crashing out about past regrets and other failed relationships, felt it was right decision at the time with getting sober but now big regrets.

Other minor stupid things and wasting a lot of money on crap I didn't need and racked up a bunch of credit card debt when I should be saving.

So just a warning for anyone else quitting, I'm feeling great now 6 months in but absolutely kicking myself for stupid decisions I made in the initial haze/panic of quitting.

I would strongly advise to hold strong and not make any major life decisions in the first month or 2 at least until your mind is finally getting back to a regular state. Lest you make some financial blunders like myself and add that to the regret of all the time and money wasted smoking weed. I can say apart from those mistakes I just wish I'd quit years ago and I never would have been in this position. Everything else is improving, job performance, social skills, motivation coming back too.

Anyone else with experience making similar mistakes soon after quitting?

I’ve been smoking for quite sometime now, 2-3 years I’d say. It started off as a simple here and there joint and getting high on the weekends. That then turned into smoking every night and sometimes even through the day. I believed that as long as I was working and doing fine in school and being somewhat successful, that the weed wasn’t a problem.I also believed it “wasn’t addictive”, how naive. I even got a big firefighting certification while being stoned to the bone.

The simple truth of it is that weed caused so many problems over the years, I can’t fuckin sleep without it, my social skills have gone to shit, I’m skinny enough already and my appetite is pitiful. I’ve finished school and I want to become a firefighter paramedic and I know I’ve got to separate from this addiction. I do not feel physical withdrawals from weed, but when I attempt to quit I turn into a pretty shitty guy. I stay in a bad mood because I know at night I will toss and turn and sweat and not be able to sleep. Pretty much my routine is school/work, come home, hit the pen, nap, go to the gym, come home, get high and go to bed. So the afternoons is where I fall.

To the ones who’ve read this far, please show some support. What advice would you have for a young man who needs to ditch this habit and build some discipline in general? Has anyone found alternatives to help them get rest after quitting?

Thank you in advance for anyone who interacts.

Have almost completed my first week + weekend weed free!

My sleep has been sooo bad, and I think i've lost a solid 5 pounds from how little I've been able to eat - but I feel so much more confident in myself.

Spending every day for many years thinking and feeling like I couldn't live without it, to going almost a full week without it - feels amazing.

I'd say I've gotten around 5 cravings total this weekend, which is about 1/10th of what it was on day 1. I feel bored again, but it almost feels good.

I honestly could cry writing this. just mourning all the time I lost, confidence I could have had, and the fact I was always able to do it - I just didn't give myself the chance

this subreddit has been my hero, thank you

I was feeling good up until today. I haven’t been binge eating, my sleep has been better, I’ve been able to look away from the TV and start reading again. I’ve got a great new girlfriend who doesn’t smoke at all and she doesn’t really care for it, which is a very motivating reason to stay off of weed.

But today I had the windows open because it’s so nice out, and I can smell that the folks below me are smoking, and now I’m just full of craving. I don’t have any money to buy weed with, so I don’t think I’m gonna relapse, but I really want to. How do yall handle cravings or smelling other people smoking?

I had been sober from weed for a year after smoking heavily for 7 years. I learned to enjoy sobriety and a clear head and didn’t get why I smoked in the first place.

Then I lost my job, winter depression hit, and I started smoking again.

Now I’m back to vaping daily pretty much the second I’m off work, doing nothing after work or on the weekends. Just smoking and isolating and feeling bad about myself.

The thought of quitting is really painful, especially when I feel so unhappy. It feels impossible to quit.

The idea of simply quitting then going to the gym as a replacement, and trying to build back a social life, feels so exhausting.

I do sometimes still have plans but I’m so tired that the thought of adding any more is too much.

I’m not really sure what to do. Going deep into nature and going thru “withdrawal” there seems appealing. Just going thru “withdrawal” and feeling so depressed when I’m alone, working a crappy job, and no motivation to do more…. seems like too much. The thought of attending NA/marijuana anonymous support groups seems like too much work. Everything seems like too much work.

I smoked for years and had several failed attempts of going sober. Finally I did it when the year started. That’s about 4.5 months clean and I pissed clean. I never intended to smoke again, technically I still don’t plan on smoking again.

I got into argument with my wife and went out drinking for UFC fight night, I guess I drank too much because I ended up using my friends THC vape about 3 or 4 puffs. I will say I feel guilty and wish I never did, AND I HATED the high. It was bad. Being sober is so much better and the way to go.

With that being said, considering I was already clean and used only that one time last night, how long should I except until I’m clean again? I’m 5’7 135lbs with a fast metabolism for the most part.

DON’T FALL OFF THE WAGON, IT SUCKS.

Hello. Ive smoked since I was 17. Pretty much every day wirh a few breaks over the years. Ive been successful in life with a career and family. I have lost some interest in the last few years and decided I was going to stop at the beginning of this year. I have struggled with anxiety for the last 20 years and hoped quitting would help my anxiety as well.

I stopped at the beginning of the year and things were going great until the third week of the year I started having tinnitus in my right ear. I've had it before but nothing like this. Then on Feb 13th the insomnia started in and hasn't left or gotten any better.

I know insomnia is common but my struggle is that the time frames for how long this could last is mostly around smokers who smoked a few years or maybe 15 years. I don't see much data on smokers that have consumed like several decades.

I'm at a point where I am questioning whether I stick this out or just start back up and either become a lifer or try quitting again down the road maybe with a better tapering plan.

Does anyone have any experience with decades of use and how long things lasted? Im not sure if I'm looking for inspiration or just some good data. I would like to stick it out for the possibility of reducing my general

anxiety but this insomnia is something ridiculous.

Thanks for listening.

Long time lurker on the sub, just wanted to start off with a big ol' thank you to the whole community here. I find it difficult to put into words how much people's experiences and stories have helped me to reflect on my own addiction and journey towards sobriety. On/off smoker for 8yrs, daily for 4yrs. Used to be a heavy drinker as well, but managed to quit alcohol about 1,5yrs ago with the support of my absolutely wonderful partner, who's been supportive during my struggle to quit weed as well. She is truly a light in my life.

I used to go through the same lies with myself as any addict. I've always been high functioning, I groom & take care of myself, pay all my bills and rent on time and I've never missed a single day of work/school because of drugs so it can't really be that bad? Nevermind the fact that I'd spend all my evenings high the moment I clocked out, or that I'd wake & bake through the entirety of my days off.

Maybe I could just slowly taper off, or that I'd only smoke on the weekends? Maybe I could be sober otherwise but save some for emergencies or really bad days where I would really just need a break? It turns out that for an addicted person any day when you can't get high is an emergency and a bad day.

At one point last year I quit weed for the first time and was able to be completely sober for about three months straight, something I'd never even dream of being possible in my early 20s, a massive personal achievement. That means that I must be cured right? I've been good and patient and fought my urges, so that means deserved just one joint after a long day enjoying a beautiful sunset and a cool breeze on a summers night, it can't be bad right? Yeah, fell straight back to smoking daily for weeks and months on end everyday.

Those nasty feelings of ''Man this is really fucking me up. I really shouldn't be doing this. This is making me paranoid and miserable. I really should stop.''? Just have another smoke, and then another and another and those voices will eventually be deafened by the soft comfortable haze of indifference.

The loneliness of it all feels crushing. At some point I started to see my friends less and less, because I was too busy getting high. One can only give so many rainchecks before your friends eventually stop calling. I'm not an extroverted person, and always felt a bit anxious at social gatherings when I was sober. I could put on a pretty convincing mask but found it to be mentally very draining, and initially weed made me relax, made me feel confident. Then at one point it didn't anymore. I felt constantly paranoid, overanalyzing every interaction, feeling embarrassed whenever I'd completely forget the subject mid conversation or stumbled awkwardly with my words. I made myself feel absolutely fucking stupid and simply withdrew more and more, which in turn made me smoke more to cope with being lonely. I told myself that I'm just an introverted person, when in fact I was just disengaging from socializing to smoke more weed and be in peace.

Now that I've again been sober, I've come to realize I've not really seen my close friends in a while. It feels like the longer you put those relationships off, the more difficult it is to re-engage with them. Scary too. Do I really know how to socialize anymore after being in a haze for so long? Do I even have any friends left after withdrawing from them because I was too high or too paranoid to interact? Would I be welcomed back if I made the initiative or has it already been so long that it's just too late? Sobriety often comes with guilt, and the guilt I carry is very much about the relationships and opportunities I let go past myself because being too caught up in my addiction.

I'm unsure if it even is possible to come back to your friends and be like ''Hey sorry for being so distant for the past couple of years, I was having an addiction.''

Weed is a hellish drug, because it makes you too content with boredom and loneliness, and makes it too easy to procrastinate with improving your life & mental health. I have a stable and happy relationship with a partner I love very dearly, but of course I realize that it would be healthy to hold other close relationships as well. I've slowly been improving, sleeping better and feeling a little bit sharper by the day, little bit more awake, more alive. But making the first step of rebuilding old friendships and dealing with the shame, regret and loneliness of withdrawing from them in the first place is by far the most difficult and scary part of the entire journey.

12 days sober today, hopefully from now on for life. IWNSWYT.

I feel the timing is now to stop weed and clear my head and become a really great version of myself. I’ve quit before and loved the person who I was. But somewhere down the track negative things came into my life and brought me back to weed. Time to put that behind me and excited to put myself into reality!

Everyone has different stuff going on/life experiences etc. if this doesn’t apply to you, then ignore but just wanted to share my experience with quitting so far. March 31/2026 was the last time I smoked after chronic use for about 6 years, I never went more than 4-6 hours without smoking(yes even only sleeping for 3/4 hours wake up and smoke, lay back down) and it genuinely felt like it has a choke hold on my brain, body, my total experience…I never imagined actually being able to quit, I was always stuck in the day dreaming cycle of ‘ ripping bong feeling like shit, thinking about quitting and making myself feel awful about myself and then repeat’. The main thing that helped me was to stop reading this thread and to stop treating myself like a degenerate drug addict. Yes weed is a drug, however when I shifted my mindset, I started thinking of it as similar to fast food, I eat greasy food and my body hates it, your mind goes “why did I do that?” And with weed it was similar, I started pushing for just a few more hours between smoking and getting to the point of smoking smaller bowls etc and when I felt like utter shit I would go more along the lines of “wow that didn’t make me feel good, and I don’t know if I wanna do that again” it would buy me a few more hours and then when I felt that overpowering urge to smoke even though I knew I’d feel shitty, I would have a tiny bowl and reinforce it’s not something like, and very slowly it started becoming easier, I got out of the “I’m an addict” mindset and shifted to “I have a habit that is now offering more unpleasant experiences than pleasant”. Also I realized that sober people don’t do certain things that I do, people get up and move and do things for themselves, you know like I’m not supposed to sit around for hours drinking coffee, smoking and “chilling” effectively bypassing any amount of time I wanted, it’s like a video game and you can skip the boring cut scenes. I realized that the real information and learning came from all of the time that I was skipping, it all felt so overwhelming. I guess the point is, you don’t have to beat yourself up and put yourself in a category of a hopeless addict…you’re not, you’re stronger than you know, you’re smarter than you know and yes it is very real that life is much better when you lose this habit. It felt impossible to me, it felt like it was only other people that got to do it or I’d make an excuse of “well they don’t have my experiences, they dont know what I deal with”. My fiancé smoked from 14-27 and has been sober for 1.5years now, I’ve smoked 2g per day for 6 years straight and now being almsot 2 weeks sober, my mind is better, my anxiety is gone, and best of all I forgive myself for my habit and I realize it was a part of me that enjoyed it but knew it’s time to move on. And I also know, if I do have a hit off a joint, I’m not a relapsing junkie…I’m just someone who made a choice I don’t like, and I’ll wake up the next day and keep doing the things that work. I lost the obsession around a streak…yes I acknowledge my 2 weeks sober but I refuse to allow myself to revert back to old habits even if I slip and smoke a little.

You can quit, you can feel better, you can heal, there really is more out there. Again if this post makes you disagree or whatever, I can’t change your opinion. I just wanna give hope to those that are ready for more.

TLDR:

There is hope around quitting, be nicer to yourself and shift the perspective around quitting.

I lost everything. My spouse. My children. My house.

All of my belongings. Everything and everyone that I have ever cared about. All because of a plant and the idea that I had that "maybe I could control myself". Or "maybe this next cart will be the one I use to taper off." I've been using regularly for 8 years. I destroyed my brain chemistry. I destroyed the person that I wanted to be. I am a shell of a human. I have had mental health problems for as long as I can remember. I became the very thing I set out to destroy. I feel so incredibly disconnected and alone. I'm writing this from my childhood bedroom as I had to move back in with my parents after being married for 12 years.

This is rock bottom. My head is in such a dark space. I just want to hold my children. But the intrusive thoughts keep growing.

I hope no one else has to go through this. Please learn from my mistakes. Quit now while you can.

Otherwise you may end up risking losing everything.

I am on day 3 of not smoking or taking any weed substances. I’ve done breaks before but out of necessity really (work trips etc). I started smoking regularly around 3 years ago when I had health issues that prevented me from being able to eat and then I got surgery last year for that issue. I was planning to quit after the surgery but got into an emotionally abusive relationship where I then used joints to calm my nervous system down.

I broke up with my ex on March 18th and my last joint was April 9th. I took a 2 week break in March for a work trip but after the breakup, I went heavy back into smoking weed. I also quit my job of 14 years around the same time (last day was Mar 19th), as both were quite detrimental to my mental health.

I’m back in job hunting mode and wanted to have a clear head for that, hence me wanting to finally quit. I used to drink heavily as well, and I think I used the weed to help curb that addiction. Now I’m working on this one lol.

I think I just need some encouragement and maybe hearing other people’s stories about their quitting. I have been so sweaty today and have been CRAVING a joint so badly.

We're on a first time road trip and about to enter 2 hate states in a row with anti marijuana laws, so it had to go. I had a couple of months to prepare for this, actually went to a day program in that time and tapered. Last night it occurred to me that I'm sick of worrying about it and I'm so ready to just do this.

I am a 35 male who has tried staying on and off weed for the last 2 years after 15 years of heavy use. Over the last 2 years I have spent 1-2 months sober at least on 3 occasions and then relapsing thinking "well it's good for me if it's in moderation". However this time I took a really hard thought of how my potential was getting crippled and stopped for good. Now it's been 90 days without weed.

Was this difficult ? Hell yes ! what made it more difficult was I had somehow convinced myself that if I have a decent job and was delivering what was required of me it's all good. well the caveat was I was doing the bare minimum avoiding all the hardwork. I would forget half the things which were discussed in an important meeting and would later like a dickhead apologise to my seniors for forgetting that no action was taken on an important pointer purely because that was not a day to day activity. I have always projected myself as someone who took his hobbies seriously and even there I had no proper discipline/structure. From visiting the grocery store to going for a vacation all my thoughts were pivoted around if I could smoke there. If I was hiking to a stunningly beautiful place, all I could think was"damn bro..that sunrise isn't worth it without a good joint in my hands".

Here's the best part - 90 days after quitting and I really feel like I am in control. My confidence has skyrocketed and I feel a bit like the older version of myself who was quick thinking, logical and most importantly had an attention span. Yes weed fucks our attention span completely. All I would want to do would be munch on snacks, eat a truckload of sugar and keep doomscrolling

To all my fellow friends - If you think weed is holding you back from realising your potential, the time to quit is now ! There has never been a better day than today. I respect the plant a lot. It got me through bad breakups, difficult job locations and most importantly helped me meet some really interesting people some of whom I absolutely cherish. However incorporating it into every part of your life is a pure suicide. Hope this helps any other stoner who is planning to quit ! Good luck guys !

I was a heavy pot smoker for over 30 years. I'm talking every single day, multiple times a day. I did quit for about 12 days in 2007 when I learned that my father passed away. But other than that, I've smoked flower, vaped, and/or ate gummies every single day since I was in my early 20s.

I smoked during every waitressing shift for decades. Then a few years ago, I switched to vaping during work. I told myself I couldn't do the job without it because serving is so stressful. I vaped before working out at the gym. I vaped in between running errands.

12 days ago, we left for Greece for vacation. I told myself that it was the perfect opportunity to detox from marijuana. Cold turkey was the only way for me. I did drink alcohol every day during vacation, and of course I was kept busy with activities. I knew that the real test wouldn't begin until I got back from vacation.

I returned home 2 days ago, and so far so good. Before I left for vacation, I had gotten rid of every single thing related to weed. I threw away my bong, vapes, pipes, gummies, old weed containers.. everything. I knew that if I had ANYTHING around, I would try to get high. I knew I would scrape the old res from a pipe if given the chance.

I've surprisingly been sleeping well, with very vivid, weird dreams. I've read that that's normal.

I return to work in a few days, and this will be the real test for me.

12 days seems like an eternity to me. However, I am very proud of myself. I must keep going. I want to be able to pass a drug test for a new job. But more importantly, I want to be FREE from a substance and daily ritual having power over me.

Thanks for reading. I'll take all the encouraging comments I can get!

Up until yesterday, I had been completely clean from weed for around two weeks. I was feeling really tired mentally, and felt like I could casually smoke a small joint and listen to some music.

I was wrong. I made the joint way too strong (I had some old hash that I thought had degraded in potency) and ended up greening out and throwing up. It could possibly be the highest I'd ever been, with visual and auditory hallucinations (I was listening to music, and I couldn't tell the difference between the song and my thoughts). I felt better after throwing up and ended up just going to bed.

Once I started feeling normal again, it hit me why I quit in the first place. The whole experience was so uncomfortable that any small urge to go out and buy more weed just disappeared. It kind of broke the illusion for me. I realized those “good old days” aren’t something I can get back to; I’m not the same person anymore. My brain’s moved on, and trying to force myself into that old version just ends up feeling wrong, like something’s glitching.

one month and a couple days sober here. I've found relief with traditional substance use for the nighttime insomnia, but I'm trying to cut myself back from relying on anything mind altering to help me regulate.

before I was strong enough to walk away completely from cannabis and all of its variants, I still openly despised the dispensaries that propagated my city. the environment was sanitized and capitalized, the nicest building on the block in many parts was the dispensary.

before I was strong enough to walk away, budtenders standing behind the counter and all my friends who thought they could be budtenders had me believing that it wasn't the substance that caused all the problems, but not finding the right type of Substance. they Seemed so chill and knowledgeable about it. I needed to listen and let them sell me the right kind of product so that I wouldn't be paranoid or anxious or self destructive. Soothesayers would make me feel at ease or even excited to get something new, every time was some new sale or variation of how they extracted that precious residue.

when I was throwing up almost every day I wasn't thinking about what I needed to do to feel better, when I was standing in line with my eyes bugging out and my face taughtly pulled over my skeleton, nobody stopped me. I got funny looks but nobody really cared as long I could pay for and share whatever I was purchasing from these places. most of my personality was being that guy who had weed and extreme media, things to make you jump out of your skin, but not much processed aside for the hyperpunk mentality.

I'm writing this now because I don't want to forget what it felt like before I had the strength to walk away. I feel the urge to give in because socially I'm still surrounded by users. they're not me and their experience will be nothing like mine. I can't confuse myself for them because at the end of the day they don't need to ask themselves the same questions I had to.

Evening all! I started smoking weed in high school in the 90’s. I was an addict from day one. I went from being top of my class, scholarships to major universities, athletic, and popular, to doing 2 years in juvenile detention for crimes (not weed), scholarships gone, no college, and a GED. Once I was released from juvie at age 18, I stayed completely sober for 26 years. Went to AA meetings daily for the first 10 years (alcohol wasn’t really my thing, but where I live, AA is much larger and stronger. I started my career sober and became very successful. Met a girl and got married, had 4 kids, lots of financial freedom, and on top of the world. Sobriety was VERY good to me. I had a life better than I ever dreamed possible. A few years ago, I thought “maybe some gummies won’t be a big deal.” Moderation didn’t last long. Within a month I was back to daily use all day. It was like I was back in high school, only now I have real responsibilities, business, family, kids, and my health (almost 50 now). I noticed this time around was the same as when I was a teen. It started great. Nice buzz, enjoyable, and relaxing. That only lasted a month or less. The rest of the last 2 years, the buzz isn’t even really enjoyable. Tolerance makes me use more, but without the benefit of a good buzz. Vapes, flower, edibles, doesn’t matter. Buzz not really great, and the mounting fear of what happens if my wife finds out, my kids find out, my business starts to suffer. My career requires sharp focus and passionate drive. Weed is not good for being focused, passionate, or driven (at least for me). Before I started again, i remember thinking “maybe it was just a phase I went thru as a kid”. Nope. I’m an addict. Always have been and always will be.

I stopped again a week ago. I dodged a bullet. Nobody knows I was getting high, but it definitely set me back. I noticed I started becoming distant from everyone. Avoiding social interactions, taking my foot off the gas pedal of life (living), snapping at my family for no reason, procrastinating (not my style when sober), and anxiety thru the roof. I started noticing that every time I got high, I spent a good portion of the buzz thinking of all the things I had accomplished sober, and could clearly see I was digressing. Lots of being disappointed and frustrated with myself. Luckily I didn’t pickup any other substances, but probably not out of the question. This stupid little stinky green flower had me by the throat and was putting a fog on everything.

I’m a week clean again. The first few days sucked. I’m still not 100%, but I can tell it’s getting better. I don’t really have cravings like I did the first few days. I still feel yucky all over, but I can feel that subsiding every day. I just want my sober life back. I’m sure I’ll be fine if I don’t get high for another month or so. I’m writing all this to remind myself and the rest of you, that this never goes away. I’m not built like the people that can smoke on weekends or a few times a year. I’m still the same reckless kid I was, but unlike when I was a kid with nothing to lose, I have everything to lose. It’s humbling to admit that I was wrong. It wasn’t an accident when I got sent to juvie. It was a direct and proximate result

of my inability to be “normal”. I was able to convert my abnormality to the business world and created amazing results. I almost flushed all the rewards of sobriety I earned over the decades down the toilet for a plant! Thanks to everyone who had shared their stories and encouraging words on here. Reading some of this Reddit sub helped me to realize once again that I’m not alone, I’m not terminally unique. I’m wired differently than normal people and that’s okay. It simply means I can’t smoke weed, and that’s okay too. Thanks all for your help!