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[solich]

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Med lurkanjem po nekem forumu sem naletel na tole:

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This is my story on how weed changed my life.
My mom and dad got divorced when I was 5, and my dad got so pissed at my mom for doing so, that he claimed his right to see me every second weekend. The problem was that all I did was to sit at the computer and eat fastfood, which turned me into a fatboy, and a nerd. When I hit the teen years, I weighed 200 pounds. I started watching anime and read manga, and I got hooked on EverQuest. I didn't have any friends, only my internet buddies and my anime. Everybody bullied me, and I tried to commit suicide 3 times without any luck.
Then when I was 16, I moved to another school. There I actually got 2 friends who were cool with me, and I got to some parties and such. But I still felt lonely, since everybody but my 2 friends ignored me. Then one day in the summer, where me and my 2 friends were hanging out in a park, one of them pulled out a joint. Until then I'd sworn to never touch it, but I figured "what the hell" and toked with him.
My life got changed that day. I started smoking reguarly, and figured that everything was 100 times more awesome to do when high. I started working out, since it feels good man when you're high. I got more social, due to my new stoner attitude. I started wearing other types of clothes, and slowly but steady I gained alot of friends. Weed literally changed the way I lived my life, and for the better.
Now I'm here, 3 and a half years later. Now I cannot go anywhere without making new friends, I've gone from fat fuck to a buff dude. I'm still at 200 pounds, but I'm also 47% muscles (I got a scan where it could be calculated). I actually have a girlfriend who I've been together with for a long time nowI still enjoy computer games and anime and manga, and I'm not even hiding it, and still people like me.
I just wanted to share my story about what weed has done to me. If I hadn't tried it that one day, I might not be where I am today, and maybe I wouldn't even be alive.

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Kaj menite, je konoplja vplivala na vas razvoj in vas je na nek način... spremenila? Mogoce, da delam napacne povezave, ampak mene vsekakor je. Na bolje, prenehal sem kadit cigarete in na nek način postal boljša oseba. Bolj pozitiven pogled na svet, veselje do življenja... Nisem pa postal lenuh, asocialen, zanemarjen hašišar, kot nas nekateri radi prikazujejo. Ne vem, mogoce se bo komu zdelo smesno, ampak na mene je konoplja pozitivno vplivala pa pika. Aja, sem misll postat v temo "življenje" pa sem mislil, da bi bilo bolje, ce ima svojo temo. Se opravicujem, ce sem napacno presodil.

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itak da pozitivno, čeprav sem umes tut dost preveč zlorablu, ampak ni hudga, par let je šlo, sam ni blo slabo!

ganja FTW!

[krastacha20]

Še malo drugačna zgodbica, če se da komu brati. Žal nisem našel krajše.

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I am a 45 year old male who has been smoking dope just about every waking moment (I probably would smoke in my sleep if I could figure out how!) since my first hit at 14. It didn't start out as a problem, or so I thought.

"Quick" background:
I had a perfectly normal childhood with two loving parents who knew nothing about drugs. I was an "A" student up until I took that first hit at 14 years old. I will never forget that first hit...so many stoners (of my caliber) tell me they cant really remember the first time, but for me its as vivid as if it happened yesterday. I had never been exposed to drugs or drug education (if there even was such a thing back then) and so when it was presented to me by a "new neighbor" who had moved in upstairs from me, It was more like just another thing a normal curious teenager would try. He told me how great it was and so after a few times of refusing because of fear, I gave in. Me and my best friend planned out the whole thing. We went to the local Head Shop, purchased a red Plexiglas pipe with a wood bowl (amazing how I can remember that but cant remember what I had for dinner three nights ago!)and headed excited to meet my neighbor for our little adventure. We all lived in public housing and the apartment buildings were 8 stories high. I lived on 7 and my new "friend" lived on 8. We went into the stairwell and proceeded to get busy. Of course I coughed my brains out and wasn't really enjoying myself all that much when BAAAM!!! the stairwell door flew open and non other than my mom was standing there...busting me the very first time. Looking back obviously we should have picked a better place. As soon as she appeared we all ran down the seven flights of stairs at lightning speed as only a fourteen year old can. Upon bursting outside (freezing with snow piled everywhere and NO JACKETS) I had my first high. I remember just standing there totally amazed at everything. Not feeling the cold, and seeing everything as if for the first time, I was memorized. And almost immediately, I wanted more...

And boy did I! At first it wasnt everyday,but soon, well you all know how that goes. Not only did I love the high, but it gave me a new identity as well. I was always a bit shy and awkward in school and made up for it by acting out in class. I was the class clown and always got away with it because my grades were good. But, as soon as I starting smoking on a regular basis, my grades started to slip and by 9th grade I barely graduated by the skin of my teeth. I couldnt care less however, because all I cared about was getting high and being cool. And pot somehow made me cool. I grew my hair, started playing bass guitar, and cutting school. I even landed a hot girlfriend, and for the first time in my life I really felt Like I belonged. I was finally cool, and unknowingly becoming a life long addict. Very soon I decided that school was for losers and got myself thrown out of 10th grade mid-semester (My parents would not sign me out, although the guidance counselor strongly suggested it, that's how much he didn't want me in his school). Now I was super cool. I got a job with my girlfriends brother installing carpet. He was an addict as well, a real "pro". Before long I drank, snorted and smoked everything in site with him and the rest of my friends. I was living it up, making more than enough money to get high all the time, had my "band" going and soon got a car. A 1968 Camaro she was, black and sweet as can be. That "completed the picture".

For the next 15 years it was party time big time. I worked the carpet job for a few years, then switched to truck driving, which was much easier(the early signs of being lazy and burnt out). My girlfriend (of 5+ years) eventually left me because of my evil ways I truly was devastated,but soon with the help of Mary Jane and friends, I got over her (I thought) and found a new girl who loved to get high and have "fun". We spent the next 4 years partying our asses off until she got tired of getting high (grew up) and left me too. I let her go just like the first. One bad decision after another. One sh*tty job after another, while my "A" student brain slowly melted away. All fueled by the addiction I really still didnt know I had. I tried to return to school at some point , but ultimately I was just to burnt and addicted to ever finish anything. Now well into my 30's living back with mom, the cold hard reality of what was happening started to kick in. I stopped doing the "hard stuff"( which surprisingly isn't nearly as hard to do as kickin MJ) and thought I was getting my sh*t together. I met the love of my life and actually thought that things would be OK. I told her honestly about my past and present, and she was accepting of me which made me love her even more. We soon were living together and of course I continued to do my thing. We had many ups and downs (95% my fault, drug related). After living together for 3 years and being engaged for over a year, she finally left me, and told me, for the last time that she refused to be with a drug addict for the rest of her life. This was it...I had really f'ed up this time. I begged her, followed her accross the country, all for naught as she knew better and resisted me even though she did really love me.

The next few years I was basically just existing to get high. I had become very depressed and constantly ruminating about the past and my millions of mistakes and the people I hurt. I returned to my old friends, "the hard stuff", drinking,eating pills and snorting the nasty to ease the pain. I had no real relationship since the last disaster, and I was broke, hating my job and life. I truly thought there was no way out. I felt completely hopeless.

Fast Forward: Up until a few years ago I truly thought my life was going to be like that forever. Then a series of events occurs that changes everything. Death has a way of doing that. Although I had lost my father back when I was 24 I really never dealt with his death. I was always too high to feel anything.Then two years ago I lost my last grandparent (my favorite). She led a great life and passed at 89, but it was really hard. It brought up everything about my father that I never dealt with. Then within the span of months my best friend and partner in crime to all Ive written committed suicide. This was devastating, and quite frankly I still cant believe it. Then, last year, another death, this time my Uncle, whom I lived with (he was also a big time addict and spent everyday since Viet Nam in his own private war) passed suddenly last year from liver cancer (Hep C from using needles in Nam). He was 59. Sadly,The last thing we did before he died was smoke a big fatty...

All this death and despair might sound really depressing, and of course it is, I loved them all,and my intention is certainly not to depress anyone here....I have since pulled myself together enough to have a really good job, but my mistress, Mary jane, has not left my side. Currently I am a 1/4 to 1/2 ounce a weeker (Hydro) and have been for the last few years. Pot is simply part of my life like breathing air...its a pre-requisite to everything I do and nothing seems as good with out it. I Wake and Bake everyday,I never run out (I make sure of that) and unfortunately have many sources and funds are not an issue. I can buy whatever I want, whenever I want, and it does not effect my lifestyle. I cant even Imagine a life without it, and didn't even try...

Till now...I cant even explain how or what what has happened to me recently, but smoking has really started to effect me in a negative way, physically. I an experiencing Panic attacks, tremors, widespread body pain headaches, and a sense of dread I never had before. This has been going on for over a year. I enjoy the first ten minutes or so and then I'm in hell. Paranoid, depressed, lethargic, and just feeling like utter crap. I have gone for extensive medical testing in all areas and everything comes back 100 percent good. Its as if my body is rejecting the bud...I know I have to quit but feel like its impossible, like I cannot picture my life without it. I have quit for a month here and there over the years because I had to (drug test etc) but always knew Id be right back as soon as I could.

I have not smoked in two days now, which for me is a miracle, but only because I had the worst panic attack I have ever experienced the other morning...I literally had my hand on the phone to dial 911. I cant take it anymore, it has destroyed relationships, jobs, my health and my mental stae of being. I fear I will never get over this fully and will always return to the weed. For the first time in my life, I want to stop, but am seriously scared of either not being able to do it, or suffering for the rest of my life fighting this stupid plant. I do have good support system if I choose to use it( my family is with me for better or worse, and for that, I am truly thankful) but dont know if they are enough. I hope so. I'm taking one day at a time, today felt like it was 100 hours long...but it looks like day 2 is in the bag. My advise to anyone who is thinking of starting or already has and thinks its "just for fun" please think long and hard about what you are doing, as you have no idea how this will effect you. It has pretty much wrecked my life, and I want it back NOW! I just hope the damage isnt too great and that there is a light at the end of all this...I have my doubts...Thanks for listening, and hope this helps someone, and I hope someone can help me as well

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[krastacha20]

Bi se kar strinjal. V čem misliš ti, da je bil glavni problem??

Evo, še ena malo krajša.

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I am 33 & have been smoking daily since i was 16. Over the years i gave up for 1 year only but started again (stupidly). Had a bit of a rough time through teens & when i was 23 had an ectopic pregnancy which resulted in losing the baby & 1 of my tubes. from there I found out I wouldn't be able to have children naturally, smoking has put these things to the back of my mind which was great short term but long term i have ran away & never faced up to these things.

Started a new relationship a just before Christmas & we were smoking more & more. things started very well but gradually we are arguing more & more & find myself getting very agitated over the smallest of things. So, basically was ruining us before we began. Not to mention the €€ we were spending which was around €60 per week. To top it off I have been on codeine for pain relief & then when pain stopped, stopped taking them. So I am not only seeing withdrawals from weed but also the codeine. Having very disturbed sleep patterns where i wake up sopping wet with sweat (Nice!) shakes , headaches & sickness. However day 3 now & already apart from being tired my head is so much clearer & i can actually feel the benefit.

I spent so many years spending a good part of my life confined to my home because i was too stoned & paranoid to go anywhere. How did I do it for so many years? It has wrecked my self confidence & made me eat a ridiculous amount of food at stupid hours. Since last year i have lost 2.5 stone but was still smoking so didn't ever get motivated enough to exercise. Now I have some confidence back its time to start looking after myself so plan on doing some kind of exercise which I think will help me quit even more.

To be honest I feel like i don't even know my true self as my whole adult life has been masked by weed. I have (for as long as i remember) been aggressive, moody, snappy, & just an all round horrid person to be around. I used PMT as an excuse but you don't get that 24/7 !

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V glavnem polno folka je, ki se ga dnevno zakaja na polno, ki tega načina življenja ne marajo, ampak hkrati ne najdejo (ne morejo najti) izhoda ven. Zanimivo.

solich, oni tip mora bit star zdaj nekje 19-20 let. Me zanima, kaj si bo mislil, če bo čez 20 let bral svojo zgodbico.

[lion]

Jst bi se kar strinjam z temi zgodbami vsekakor so mozne tako pozitivne kot negativne izkusnje.Odvisno je od posameznika pa od njegovga stanja ,saj to je povsem jasno in se vidi tut pri drugih drogah vkljucno z alkoholom cigareti , nekdo bi podobno zgodbo o svoji nesreci lahko napisal tut za cigarete in ostale substance, spet nekdo drug pa je kadil ali pil ali kaj drugega trideset let pa potem nehal in nikoli tarnal kako je blo mucno in tezko , odvisno od volje nivoja zavesti itd. Vsaka zgodba je izkusnja nekoga in rado se najdejo taki ki potem glede na svojo izkusnjo posplosujejo kako je nekaj nasplosno slabo . To pa preprosto ni res! Pozitivne izkusnje ali negativne pa na koncu niso tako pomembne kot zavedanje da si svoj svet krojis sam in da so vajeti v tvojih rokah. In tisti ki za svojo nesreco krivijo nekaj zunanjega se tega na njihovo zalost ne zavedajo , lazje je seveda okrivit nekaj drugega kot prevzet odgovornost in se soocit z svojim problemom.Pa nikakor ne govorim da konoplja ne vpliva negativno se zavedam tega tudi sam kadim ze lep cas in sem bil tut tam ampak to je zivljenje to je car zivljenja izkusat tako dobro kot slabo. Moj zakljucek zgodbe je da lahko od konoplje odneses zelo veliko pozitivnih vplivov ima svoj car ce ga zelis koristit in ce ti ustreza , ce pa zacnes plavat v negativnem pusti in najdi nekaj kar tebi ustreza : )

[mofo]

žalostno, ko folk več nezna živet brez trave, oziroma si ne predstavlja in noče predstavljat življenja brez. Brezveze, trava more bit začimba življenja, ne pa življenje samo, ker ga je škoda.

[aaa]

moj oče je govoril če kadiš travo, imej ti nadzor nad travo ne ona nat teboj.

[jazo]

zelo dobro je povedal tvoj oče .

lp

[BIG]

ma folk si je sam kriv da je tko len, sej men se tud ne da nč pa grem vseeno kam v hosto pa sm zihr 1 uro not, pa grem na šiht pa za vikend kam na piknik pa je vedno super, mam pa frende k nimajo joba pa so skos doma na kompu pa pohajo in gnijejo pa gledajo vse možne nanizanke od gilmore girls do csi, pol mu pa rečeš da gremo kam vn al pa da bi naredu kej okol bajte pa sami izgovori, sej jst sm tud ful len, sam pizda ven iz bajte bom pa že šu, pa jst dnevno spoham več kot vsi moji frendi, pa mam job stanovanje in voljo do česa več kot računalnika, lenarš lahko kjerkoli doma ali pa zunaj

[solich]

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Bi se kar strinjal. V čem misliš ti, da je bil glavni problem??

Evo, še ena malo krajša.

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I am 33 & have been smoking daily since i was 16. Over the years i gave up for 1 year only but started again (stupidly). Had a bit of a rough time through teens & when i was 23 had an ectopic pregnancy which resulted in losing the baby & 1 of my tubes. from there I found out I wouldn't be able to have children naturally, smoking has put these things to the back of my mind which was great short term but long term i have ran away & never faced up to these things.

Started a new relationship a just before Christmas & we were smoking more & more. things started very well but gradually we are arguing more & more & find myself getting very agitated over the smallest of things. So, basically was ruining us before we began. Not to mention the €€ we were spending which was around €60 per week. To top it off I have been on codeine for pain relief & then when pain stopped, stopped taking them. So I am not only seeing withdrawals from weed but also the codeine. Having very disturbed sleep patterns where i wake up sopping wet with sweat (Nice!) shakes , headaches & sickness. However day 3 now & already apart from being tired my head is so much clearer & i can actually feel the benefit.

I spent so many years spending a good part of my life confined to my home because i was too stoned & paranoid to go anywhere. How did I do it for so many years? It has wrecked my self confidence & made me eat a ridiculous amount of food at stupid hours. Since last year i have lost 2.5 stone but was still smoking so didn't ever get motivated enough to exercise. Now I have some confidence back its time to start looking after myself so plan on doing some kind of exercise which I think will help me quit even more.

To be honest I feel like i don't even know my true self as my whole adult life has been masked by weed. I have (for as long as i remember) been aggressive, moody, snappy, & just an all round horrid person to be around. I used PMT as an excuse but you don't get that 24/7 !

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V glavnem polno folka je, ki se ga dnevno zakaja na polno, ki tega načina življenja ne marajo, ampak hkrati ne najdejo (ne morejo najti) izhoda ven. Zanimivo.

solich, oni tip mora bit star zdaj nekje 19-20 let. Me zanima, kaj si bo mislil, če bo čez 20 let bral svojo zgodbico.

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ja sej stvar je res relativna, ampak mislm, da glavni problem leži v posamezniku, nekateri se preveč osredotočijo na 'nehat za vedno oziroma trava je bad', kar sploh ni bistvo(bil tm), če maš negativen odnos do trave, pa zraven kadiš je najslabš....drugač pa res je da te lahko hitr unič in poleni, spije motivacijo itd...ampak to je vse posledica nepravilne uporabe! trava je zlo zajebana zadeva, ko začne ona kontrolerat tebe si v P***, tko da glavn point je najt balans! Tut men je z leti postajal čudn, kok mn lahko skadim, pa na kolk drugačen način zadane, ko recimo pr 18 sm lahko skadu po 2g skune na dan, pa sm bil še zmer hiper aktivn, medtem ko danes ko jih mam šele 28 me en na dan že kr ornk ubije....
skratka, tko kot so fanje v zadnih postih povedal, treba je držat kontrolo in distanco, pa je trava lahko super, sam seveda če si prepotenten se lahko hitro zapleteš, sam po drugi strani, pa še vedno mislim, da je bolje da se ga človk preveč zakadi, kokr pa da rata pijanc, kar pa ponavadi pri takih osebnostih sledi, al eno al pa drugo...seveda ni nič od tega dobr, sam tle je bl problem v osebnostih, kot v travi.