I've ***finally*** admitted to myself that despite the fact I am hopelessly addicted to it, smoking dope is holding me back, and potentially(?) ruining my life. As from yesterday, after we got the festivities out of the way, I decided to knock it on the head completely. It is my first day off today... Not really sure what to expect over the coming weeks. I've had periods of abstincence before, but I guess with my brain knowing I would smoke it again, its never been too bad and I've never gone more than a week without it in the last few years. Last night, it felt like I had lost a friend, such is the influence its had on my life so far. I'm also combining this with cutting back on the drink - I'm not giving that up, but I am seriously considering not drinking at all in the house, unless its a weekend and I've got nothing better to do. Then I will see it as more of a treat, because being honest, along with the weed habit, it is just that, a habit. All of the enjoyment has gone, and I'm not really liking who I have become, someone who is going nowhere anymore and not really giving a toss. I realised life is going to lead nowhere if I keep this up. Anyway, a little advice needed. I KNOW that there will be times when my brain thinks "I want some", and one of the key benefits of smoking is boredom is not an issue. I am going to be very bored at times then. What do I do to overcome the boredom? Has anyone else gone through anything like this? I'm hoping anyway that doing these two things will make a big difference to my life. I'm hoping to be more involved. I'm hoping to be able to be happy without it, something which almost seems an impossibility at the moment. I'm hoping to save money and hopefully, lose a little weight (beer is no good for diets and neither is a case of the munchies). I'm writing a "diary" on my feelings to remind myself why I am doing it. I cant moderate my usage, because I am totally and utterly addicted. Its all or nothing. I'm not even sure why I posted this, except that I wished to get it off my chest, but also to thank those who responded to my previous threads on getting my life back on track. I know I tried to deny that it was having any effect on me, but I know that it must be. I can feel the real me trying to escape the farce my life has become...