I have been a drug user for years. I have never had any substance however the drug has a grip on me. Three months ago, I bought a bad from a store and smoked 2 hits. It felt very awesome. After coming back to home I took 2 more hits then flushed it all.
It was on the same level as a really bad mushroom trip. 2 hours later I went back to the store for buying another bag. In other words, I became addicted to it. I have caused so much financial damage to our family. There have been days when I spent 90 dollars on that stuff. I have had the most horrifying experiences in my life.
We recently went on a 10 day vacation where I had no accesses to this stuff. I was just tossing and turning the lights all the night. However, It felt me that I can smoke one bag and that will be fine, no another bag. The only thing was I doing is lying, stealing and picking little pieces out of the car like a god damn meth head. Whenever I tell myself that I am going to stop but 5 minutes later I went back to store.
This shit has a life of its own I feel completely possessed by it. My best friend dubbed it devil weed because I talked to the devil on it. He told me he couldn’t wait to see me, my wife has taken over this name because these chemicals relay are something otherworldly. Every time I smoke it I drop the pipe, I have convinced myself it is the chemical trying to get back home.
It doesn’t like people hates us and it shows us that in the 1196 stories posted at this time. If it’s not too late for you then stop. I have never been so out of control, I am on day three today last night I did not sleep, and have told myself if this doesn’t stop I will have to go to a NA meeting this is crazy.
I am just great-full that I have been able to identify the lack of control I have over this stuff before it gets the point that I have read in other stories, and for those of you who have not accepted this fact, accept it, and join me in getting back to reality.