Yesterday, I went out and tried to have a good time with some friends at a birthday party. I knew that most of them were not pot smokers so I thought that it was a good chance to have some fun and not feel tempted. One of them was, and he kept giving me a hard time.
"Nobody likes a quitter"
fuck you man. you think this is easy for me?
I don't know why, but I just couldn't enjoy myself. I cut myself off early because I wanted to drive our daughter home safely. As everyone else got more and more drunk, I just got tired and annoyed.
Driving her home, I vented a bit, and told her how I felt like I've become boring and just, not a fun person. She was really kind and expressed how I'm the one that wasn't killing all of my brain cells.
It was nice, but it was one day where I didn't feel like winning. I felt like a loser.
I did tell a joke, which I guess is not that big of a deal but I made some people laugh with it so that's pretty cool.
"Quitting weed is tough, I can't drive over a pothole without getting a craving."