Sort of an elixir of life at times, MJ has found a loveable way to get into my life. Usually when I’m invited to smoke I won’t refuse, but I’ve noticed something lately. It’s the ganja which pulls the brakes to my progress. The habit I keep reliving over and over and am not learning from.
Biologically, I know I’m not meant to be an habitual smoker. I’ve learned to control both the anxiety and thoughts running through my mind when I’m pretty faded. Nevertheless, the clumsiness is non-stop, I really struggle to get shit done. And that spark a blunt after working your day formula for me, doesn’t work either. I gradually become delusional and stuck into patterns I know at this point of the process are unnecessary.
Therefore, it’s time to stop buying my own personal weed and be a sort of social smoker. Sure if you invite me to hang out and smoke a dubbie. I’ll bring on some beers or whatever and put my part of the bargain but I’m not buying my own weed for a while. It’s a matter of prioritizing my consciousness, which I’ve slowly but surely began to understand.
Hope this resonates with some of you and once again, this is just me and the way I function. If you can relate, that’s fire. If you can’t, I’m not judging you. You do what’s best for YOU.
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