I’m gritting my teeth. I’m grumpy as fuck. Controlling my voice inflection, tone, and volume is a nightmare.
I want my pot back.
I take it back. You aren’t stupid, baby. You are worth suffering for.
BUT THIS STILL SUCKS ROCKS.
This morning has involved quite a few minor mistakes and every single time my response is to start ranting about how stupid, pathetic and worthless I am.
I’d like a break from being in my brain.
Five weeks till we get back from the cruise and I can figure out a usage level that can be appropriate for the next few years. This is going to hurt so much.
I’m not out of pot. I just think I shouldn’t use it all up right now.