cutting back the chronic
I've been taking a huge cutback on the chron as of the last year or so... I was a complete chronic, not just a user, but a total abuser for years. Went from smoking and selling retarded amounts for the longest time till one day just over a year ago, straight up quitting cold turkey. I didn't even hit the shit for months. I weirded people out when I turned them down for a toke, cause honestly I didn't want to smoke, plain and simple. Living in Vancouver has its ups and downs you're best friends a junkie but that's totally okay.
Although Just a couple of months ago I gave in to the sweet smell of some kush and I insisted I had a few hauls off it, everything was just it used to be, that tender numbness that I was so comfortable with 'till all of a sudden BAM! Like a fucking dump truck ran over my head I was completely done. It literally took me back to when I was 13. Seeing sun spots and shit, my own voice sounding too loud inside my own head. "dude you're whispering" No I'm not. Coming home from the bar that night and making myself some cinnamon toast (cinnamon toast is the bomb when you're pooched) but while spacing out and forgetting about the toast as I'm standing in front of the kitchen counter, the urgent clank of my toast startles the shit out of me. Fucking toast totally caught me off guard.
This re-lapse if you will did kind of scared me, cause I started wondering if I was really like this when I was high back then. Was I an insecure pussy who was scared of cinnamon toast? Or was I just high again for the first time? I love weed don't get me wrong, but lately it's been kicking my ass. I have a firm belief that it's because I took such a long break that I've lost my immunity to it.
All the noob side effects are there. Introverted-Antisocialism, paranoia, guilty stoner conscious, the giggles, short term memory loss, delaye , awkward stoner moments, delayed reaction I think the list goes on, but I can't think of the rest atm...
I think it's come to the point now where I can only smoke the green late at night, by myself... Just when I have to go to bed so I'm not doing much and have less chance of interacting with people. maybe it's just a part of getting older.
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