over the last months, ive certainly and definitely abused smoking weed. each day when woking up ended up being a lethargy on which i saw myself and thought that haunting thought:

yesterday was another day on which i smoked

regardless of how. or when. or why. it happened. and it has been a silent killer of my self worth. and im done with it

yesterday i smoked the last flowers i had. i just threw away my pipe. and im getting ready for going for a 5k run

no regrets. no hard feelings. all an ongoing process of learning about myself, about my tendencies, and about my willingness to evolve through my own experience

if you want to give up a habit that is killing you, make it easy for yourself. i won’t be buying more. i won’t have the bong on my office. and i will replace the relief that it brought with a psychologist

and i will commit inside me to integrate all the aspects of myself that made me abuse like i have abused

and move on

lock in and focus

this year is going to be a blast

gm

you’re setting yourself up for success, and it’s inspiring to see.