In the last few months, its been really having a negative effect on my mind. I'm not a burner to the point where I'm not functional, I'll take a hit, clean my house, run some errands, get ready for work...like I said I'm a functional smoker. So lately, its been wreaking havoc on my anxiety and depression. Its crossed my mind randomly to quit a few times in the course of a few months. In the last month its been far worse. I have huge panic attacks when I'm a little blazed, my heart speeds up, my mind races to everythign I've ever fucked up in my life...and everything I never did for myself...and so on and down the slippery slope to panic I slide....
This week I've decided that when my current stash is gone, I'm done. Well its not gone but I think I need to be done...my body/mind wants me to be done...but my addiction is really upset about it.
I'm torn, I dont feel right....I'm dissapointed in myself for not realizing the severity of "casually smoking" 15 fucking years later
Just need to clear my head I guess...
in a lot of ways.











