Been lurking this thread for a bit.
While it was never alcohol for me, I’ve been smoking and eating pot for the last 20 years. It wasn’t until recently that was it something that started to twist me in a way where I embraced self hatred, was shitty to those I love and couldn’t do the normal life tasks without being burnt.
Wasn’t skating much. Wasn't getting out. Creativity was on E.
Someone I love dearly took me aside and gave it to me straight, that essentially the dopamine hole I was living in turned me into an awful person which had happened. As a son of an alcoholic, I became what I hated, but in a different format.
I never thought weed would take me on a ride that far out, but it’s been ten days and I feel insanely different. Emotional in a good way. Connecting with myself and my family and friends. My right side of the brain is coming back. Dreaming, where I used to never. Skating sober has been sick. Most importantly, I’m present for my family and myself.
It’s inspiring to everyone in here staying true to themselves and for those who are still putting it together. It’s really cool to see and to be a part of.