I stopped using weed on January 1st this year. I noticed some immediate changes in the weeks following that decision, of course, but it’s taken until now for me to truly feel like I’ve regained any sort of mental acuity, lol.

I went from being an irritable and angry addict (weed, food, scrolling, etc.) to someone that actually has willpower now. I feel like I can accomplish the things I’ve wanted to accomplish for years. It’s strange to realize what I was lacking for so long.

I was a heavy cart and edible user from 2021 to late 2025. I do experience some cravings still (during my luteal phase mostly) but I’m able to hold them off… can’t wait to hit a year clean from it!!!

My relationship with this drug has gotten real dark this past couple of months. Over the summer I really started hitting it hard and then I started taking absurd amounts of edibles. 100mg bag of gummies, id eat the whole thing. At first it was great, I hadn't felt high like that in years. But as the months went by I started to feel not so great in new and exiting ways.

I just kept pushing it, eventually buying one of those 1000mg tinctures and taking the equivalent of 600mg. I don't know how to describe it other than it felt like my heart flipped inside out. It was one of the most unsettling feelings I had ever experienced. So I dialed back the edibles, sticking to the insane potency infused prerolls.

At the beginning of this month I started taking huge edible doses again. Pretty stupid thing to do but I was on a roll with the whole poor decisions thing. At first it was ok but gradually got weird again. There was an obvious tightness in my chest and a weird fluttering too. And it was like this almost all the time now, not just when I was high. I decided that I really, absolutely, 1000% needed to stop. Come Nov 1st thats it, but..... id like to all out one last time, who knows maybe it'll magically be good and fun this time! So last Friday I took 200mg of gummies, thats a lot of fucking gummies by the way, really gross eating all that crap.

That was one of the scariest nights of my life. it first started with my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my ears. Next it felt like my heart was dangling from a string and had blood pooled in it. I could feel it sloshing around. This was very concerning and uncomfortable, so being the genius I am I decided to just play some video games and not think about it. There started being shooting pains throughout my chest and so I went to lay down. Pain continued to ripple through upper chest, my left side went numb, at one point it felt like my heart just exploded in my chest. You might be wondering why I didn't call 911, guess Id rather by dead than be embarrassed explaining all this to an EMT. But it all eventually calms down. I don't feel great but I no longer feel like i'm imminently dying. My heart still feels weird, like its constantly tingling. I threw away all my weed, crushing all the pre rolls so I couldn't dig them out of the trash like I knew I would.

Not sure really how to end this other than saying today is day 1. Hopefully I can dig myself out of this pit I got myself in.

Hey everyone,

This is my first time posting here, although I've been reading your stories and replying to some of you for quite a long time.

Today, I wanted to share my own story, hoping it might give a little hope to anyone who needs it.

I'm 26 years old, and I've been smoking weed almost continuously since I was 19. Over those 7 years, I've probably managed to stay sober for a total of about 6 months, through several attempts lasting 1 or 2 months before eventually relapsing.

I used to smoke very potent hash with extremely high THC levels (frozen, static, etc.), averaging around 2 grams a day.

I would smoke from the moment I woke up (literally, the first thing I'd do was relight the joint I'd left unfinished the night before, smoke it, and fall back asleep) until the moment I went to bed. Before working out, after working out, before eating, after eating... basically all day, every day.

A little over a week ago, I decided to quit again, and I really hope this time will be the one that sticks.

I don't use any other drugs and I barely drink alcohol, but I know how addiction works for me. All it takes is one joint, one edible, one moment of weakness, and I could easily fall back into my old habits.

I also wanted to share a few things that have helped me get through withdrawal.

Every time I quit, I experience night sweats, but the worst symptoms for me are definitely the intense nausea, diarrhea, and complete loss of appetite.

Thankfully, I've now managed to get back to a decent sleep schedule, and I'm actually eating much more than I did when I was smoking.

I'm a very active person, and exercise has been one of my biggest tools in getting through this.

During the first week, I went to the gym twice a day, roughly every 12 hours. I'd do a weightlifting session and about an hour of cardio. I genuinely feel like staying physically active has helped me cope with the withdrawal symptoms, which is why I wanted to share this with you.

I'm also trying to keep myself as busy as possible throughout the day: reading, working out, going out with friends who don't smoke, and finding things to do instead of sitting around thinking about weed.

I'm also relying a lot on the support of people close to me. Not my family, since they don't know about my cannabis use, but especially my friends and my girlfriend. Having people who believe in me makes a real difference.

I really hope I can keep going. I hope I'll come back here in a month and tell you all that I'm still sober and doing great.

Looking back at all these years, I genuinely feel like cannabis has robbed me of so much of my life.

It kept me trapped in a comfort zone where I slowly lost my ambition and stopped wanting more for myself. Instead of trying to grow, improve, or chase my goals, I was simply content with keeping everything exactly the way it was.

And honestly, that's probably one of the saddest things about my addiction. It didn't necessarily destroy my life overnight. It just made me comfortable with not moving forward.

But I'm 26, and I know it's not too late to change that.

I'm sharing this because I hope someone out there, maybe someone who's struggling through their first few days, will read this and find a little motivation to keep going.

I truly hope we all make it out of this and build the lives we deserve.

Love you all. Stay strong. We've got this. ❤️

I never want to smoke again. It makes me feel so horrible and disgusting. It makes me feel sick both mentally and physically. I cant do it anymore. I dont want to.

I feel sad for knowing better but still not doing better, I had my reasons (or illusion of it).. but i don’t wanna wallow in it, it’s done. Never again. It will always end the same, I will not magically have a better relationship with it ever again.. Cons outweigh the Pros by an increasing margin with every passing day.

I know I’ll get back to living a great, wholesome and fulfilling life soon enough (most days, if I try hard enough) but idk how to explain.. reality is so dull and “perfect life” never sticks.. like the void never fully disappears, and even though most days it’s fine but those few ugly days really sink their teeth in.

And the fact that I fell back after all that I have been through.. idk feels cruel towards myself. Idk what I’m looking for, or if I will ever truly be okay but in the meantime going to spend my day picking up after myself

I’ve hit my 30 days. I’ve been a daily weed smoker for 5 years but smoking it for 10 years. It wasn’t so hard for me, I really just experienced like stomach issues and like a little irritation. I actually still have everything, concentrate and a pen just in a drawer, and I haven't smoked it but I did look at it for a while and have to convince myself to go for a walk instead or something the first week. 

I am like seeing no benefits to stopping. My memory is still shit, productivity has gotten worse, I also feel like I spend more time zoning out, skipping class like a mf, and recently I’ve gotten worse with emotional reactivity but that could be a combination from my period and withdrawals or something because I had other issues that I didn't before.

I would say I'm depressed because I think I’m going through a hard time but only when I actively think of it. My sister sort of describes me as someone who lacks understanding but like in the hardheaded way, like stuff just doesn't matter to me because somehow things will turn out how I want them to. But I am fine doing other things like socially and general maintenance (room is clean, cook & bake for myself and others, but my appearance is shit but I am cleanly). Like I still take care of my dad and niece occasionally throughout the week by myself and literally have no problems.

So, I feel I don’t want to smoke but I thought I would be better by now. I feel like I just lose track of time but I don't? I don't understand why I am not better. I am seeing a therapist.

From feeling angry and so irritable the first week to today laughing my head off at some stupid og reels. I laughed just as hard as when I was super high if not harder. Progress!!

Happy Monday. Day one no cart. It’s been hard. I say that and it’s literally 8 am. I woke up and just wanted to cry. Just knowing I don’t have my vice anymore. But I know it’s the best decision ultimately. I can either suffer now or suffer later. I’m just mad. Does anybody have tips to get through the first week. I’m scared I’m gonna walk out on my lunch break because I already hate my fuck ass job

While I “quit” 2 weeks ago, I slipped up one this weekend. However, last night I had my first dream in a really really long time! I can’t remember the last time I dreamt, maybe half a year ago. I woke feeling really happy

I’ve actually been doing really well these past 3 days. Barely any cravings, and I’ve been pretty proud of myself.
But tonight is different. I’ve had problems with my right hip and lower back for years, and the past 2 days it’s been absolutely killing me. It’s this constant pulling/tight feeling that just won’t go away. Doesn’t matter if I’m sitting, standing or lying down. My body just refuses to relax.
And now all I can think about is smoking. Not even because I necessarily want to get high, I just want some fucking relief.
I’ve been fighting the craving for over 30 minutes now. Currently trying a heating pad, but part of me is already making excuses to smoke if it doesn’t help.
It’s so frustrating because I genuinely haven’t missed weed these past few days. But tonight I’m struggling hard.
Anyone else dealt with physical pain making your cravings come back out of nowhere? How did you get through it?

I feel like I can’t stop binge eating. I would smoke at night to “relax” and “help me sleep”. It’s what I tell myself. Anyway I believe I binge eat due to emotional issues and stress. I’m at the point where I live in a cycle of smoking to relax, waking up so mad at myself for binge eating, saying I’m done and then continuing on. I stress myself out more than if I didn’t smoke at all. I’m so tired of the mental gymnastics and my own bullshit. Weeds not helping me, it never has. I’m on day 1, I know I can do it. I have done it before and returned for familiarity and boredom.

I havent smoked weed in about 20 months... not since the day before I found out I was pregnant.

I love being a mom, I love my son, I love nursing him..and I do not plan on weaning anytime soon. That is why I can't smoke weed.

Over these past 20 months, I have thought about smoking weed every day, probably multiple times a day, but these past few days it's just been hitting really hard. I really want to smoke weed. I won't do it, but I really really want to. This past week has been particularly extra stressful because of teething.

This post is just to vent and get it off my chest. That is all. Thank you lol.

Title covers it mostly, but does anyone have any tips for the difference in motivation at the beginning of the day vs the end? I feel like I lose all willpower once it hits the time of day that I'll normally smoke (not a wake n' bake guy, but I use it to decompress at the end of the day and don't enjoy my evenings without it). This leads to staying up way too late, horrible sleep (usually around 5 hours), and all the things that come with it like brain fog and lack of motivation.

Any tricks you've found to power through those moments of craving? Or ways that you accessed the willpower/inspiration to give quitting a try? I went a month without it one time and was better at just about everything, but only because my job was on the line. Once things got better, I went back to smoking. I'm in school now and the novelty/stress has worn off so I'm back to my old bad habits. I want to be better. Feels like an endless cycle I can't escape and I know I'm wasting my potential.

I haven’t smoked weed in 140 days and I am craving it constantly every day and I don’t know what to do

Hellooo all. Feeling down on myself as I retackle day 1 for the second time this month.

After ~7 years of constant usage, I finally decided to quit. Made it to day 17 and convinced myself I could enjoy a joint after a stressful work trip. Well, as everyone in this sub has warned, that joint turned into 6 days of smoking.

I was genuinely feeling so much better before. Clearer head, less lethargic, already making progress on myself physically.

Obviously, I don’t feel as bad as I did on the initial day one, but here I am sweaty, irritated, headaches, withdrawing again. I really didn’t want to do this. 🙃

If any other 20s-30s ppl are looking for an accountability partner, my DMs are open.

Pls drop a word of encouragement and/or rant about your own slip up.

having been an addict for maybe a decade I have become an extremely boring person.

There was no need for hobbies when i could just kill the time getting high. When I was out at things I never talked much to people or perhaps even remembered the interactions.

Weekends where I don't work or get high seem to last forever!!!!! it's terrible but I guess also kinda nice.

It kinda fucking blows to have to build a life back up, but I guess it's better late than never

Hey Team, I am 30 and used to smoke 1 joint every evening for approx. 10 years. Now I was ready to stop this shit. I was prepared for not getting well to sleep or waking up some times ... But what the fuck am I experiencing the last Nights.

As soon as I get down to sleep, maybe After 20 min** **when my mind and body is ready to fly into Dreams - my heart rate fucking climbs to 110-120... Then I regulate it with breathing, it is ok a couple of minutes but Then returns. I only sleep after a couple of exhausting Hours.

How long will this Continue? Any experience from you guys? I am an engineer and have to focus at work, on the other hand I got 3 little kids keeping me on fire After work, I was used to Sleep when I go to bed. This shit is a complete ne game. I dont plan to ever smoke again since this process is fucking Crazy. Please Tell me it stops after some days....

Thanks, cheers

So today was one of the most intense days since I decided to quit, and the fact that I finished it with only a single burst of cravings (which lasted 5 minutes) really got my spirits up!

Today I juggled a doctor appointment in one city (turns out I have latent TB, yay!), a test for my EMT course in another, had a coffee with 2 different friends, did another course + test via zoom and topped it off with a 20 minute yoga session with my neighbor.

All that with this weird fatigue + stomach ache that I've had for the past 3 days, not sure if quitting related.

Usually after a day like this, not only would I light up the moment I'd be done with my responsibilities, but I'd binge well past my bedtime and then some.

Today however I had only some minor momentary cravings, and a somewhat significant one as I was getting ready to play my guitar - only to completely forget about it a few minutes into playing.

This is really cool. I still felt this considerable mental fatigue throughout the day (something that appeared a few days ago), but it's not like it stopped me from doing all of my plans.

I did however smoke more cigarettes than usual, and had one more coffee than I'd usually would, but considering all the stuff that I had to do - maybe just this time it was justified (it probably wasn't, but baby steps like they say..)

Anyway thanks for reading, hope y'all are staying strong, and wish you'd find your (healthy) ways to deal with those crazy days that we all have once in a while 😉

I’ve been smoking since I was 12 and I’m 27 now . Every day it has been what I do how I establish friendships and relationships and what I do during sexual pleasure . 15 years daily from day till night 10-20 spliffs per day .

I’ve been contemplating stopping for military reasons interesting pursuing that but then that gets confusing cause if I go Coast Guard, which I want to then I would have to remove my neck tattoo
(a 3D cross )but with the Navy they have already accepted my neck tattoo .

I also have a baby coming in about four months and I want to save money and just better myself.

I’ve been wanting to stop, but I just haven’t stopped buying. I keep pushing it off, saying I’m weaning down.

Edit …

I’ve literally smoked everywhere I go. Whether it’s the movies, I’ll smoke in the staircase there or in front. I’ve smoked at the zoo. I’ve smoked that playland I’ve smoked at Six Flags and the beach the bar I’ve even smoked in my high school.

It’s been an everyday thing how I hang out with people what I do when I’m alone .

Not to be TMI, but I haven’t orgasm without smoking in more than two years. Each time I’ve either jerked off or had sex I’ve been smoking. And I just one joint I would literally have like four pre-rolled just to be lighting during the whole session. And then we shower get ready for bed or something and smoke again.

Lately it’s just been a struggle to buy bud and yesterday I had to go out and buy a dime and felt like a super customer.

Then I had to do it again and I had to change quarters into dollars at two separate stores cause they were both being stingy only giving five dollars. It was the biggest hassle.. and it’s just frustrating but I wanna stop. I just haven’t really made myself..

But I also feel like weed is holding me back from wanting to do YouTube or comedy or anything I feel like it literally is what everyone is saying on this thread, but it just makes you be OK with being bored and just sit there not being proactive for the most part .

Im proud of myself

After 21 years of daily all day smoking. Im 5 months and 11 days sobre. For those who think they cant do it, you can! Your not alone you are strong enough! You got this!

Just kind of looking to vent about how I’m feeling. I have quit quite a few times, but this one feels like it’s about to take me out. I even weaned myself down before stopping completely instead of cold turkey like I usually do.

I’m hot and cold at the same time, my hands are permanently clammy, my heart rate keeps spiking, and I’m so anxious. I’ve been able to eat some which is comforting but despite being “hungry” food has no appeal to me. I have no train of thought, can’t remember what I did five minutes ago, and time is going by both extremely fast and excruciatingly slow.

I just want to get over the hump so I can start feeling normal again. All I want to do is sleep until I’m on the other side but alas, life goes on.

I don’t wanna eat, but it’s worse without weed. Weeks into not smoking, well past the withdrawal window, I don’t wanna eat, (I’m hungry, starving, but I’d rather sit with the hunger than eat anything).

I hate being bored but I can’t do anything except sit here and wait for something to happen. But nothing ever happens.

Therapist asks why I don’t play video games but I try but there’s just no use. Drawing? Does nothing for me at the end of the day. Writing? Doesn’t change anything in my life.

Watching tv or movies? Yawn.

Volunteer work? Eh idk I just can’t. This may sound selfish of me (TW assault) I was groomed and trafficked for over a decade of my life and I will never be paid for ANY of that… the thought of volunteer work just feels like forcing myself to go more unpaid manual labor that I’m never gonna get paid for.

I don’t wanna eat, I don’t wanna be awake, I don’t wanna experience anything, I don’t wanna do anything. I just want nothing. I don’t want to be conscious. I don’t want to be aware.

Yo so ive been a massive smoker gor the past 4years and the first 2weeks were intense as expected but day 15 and 16 were unexpectingly hard its like i never even quit im craving it so hard and ive been on an all time low in terms of mental health feel like ive numbed myself for too long. Does anyone have tips and how long am i gonna feel like this

i started smoking recreationally when i was about 18 or 19 with my friends we would sit in the car light up a tiny joint and would be blazed for hours. did it maybe twice a week the tolerance built up and it was turning into 3 or 4 times a week. i’m not sure when but sometime after my mom passed away i started doing it everyday and it took me a while to realise i was trying to escape my own reality with it. i’m 22 now and have been smoking everyday after work and all day on the weekends. i’m currently 2 weeks off cold turkey and the boredom and emptiness is really getting to me. do these feelings eventually go away or will there always be a strange sense of emptiness without it. i know i can’t keep living like i did but it’s so incredibly hard to keep going when it feels like there’s no escape and nothing to look forward too.