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Life is wierd, full of strange twists and turns.

Waaaay off topic, but because it’s something my life depends on, I’m doing another post.

In Me again , a little earlier, “Following my announcement, yesterday, that I’ve had to close down, a lot of people on- and offline have thanked me for p2pnet,” I said, going on, “You’re all welcome. But this was as much for me as it was for you. For far too long I was an addict, a drain on society. So it’s been wonderful for me to be able to put something back.”

And that’s the truth.

But what’s kind of eerie is: I had several completely unexpected emails, a Fa$ebook link and a couple of tweets from people who, like me, are addicts. (Actually, I don’t know for sure if the Fa$ebook link was anything to do with addictions, but the way it was expressed suggested it might have been … )

There was also a new comment from leroy on a post I did a while back about my own B&D troubles, and which I’d referred to in Me again Maybe he went there because of that.

I don’t know. But it’s clear a lot of people are having trouble with various substances, and it doesn’t matter if it’s chocolate, dope, booze or even sex.

Too much of anything is too much.

Says Leroy in a Reader’s Write >>>

Me and my partner have been off weed for a month. Feels amazing – so much has happened that is positive in the last few weeks. Determined to make it a year or more, sounds pathetic, but it’s a goal.

Nothing pathetic about it, mate. It’s more than a goal. It’s a new life.

Leroy goes on >>>

Hopefully this pot fast will end up being for like a lifetime, and hopefuly I can help others eventually.

I’m addicted to weed and used to say the same thing that other guy was saying, that it’s not addictive. It is. I’ve seen the past 9 years since 9/11 fly by in a puff. Here’s to a day at a time.

Here’s what I said to Leroy:

“And if you can’t make it through a day, do it by the hour. If not by the hour, then by the minute. I did it by the minute. And it worked.”

These last few weeks have been tough and I’ll tell you straight: more than once I jokingly said to my wife, ‘Maybe I’ll go out and get a bottle and an ounce of BC Bud’.

Except I wasn’t joking.

But thanks to my higher power, I stayed clean and sober.

I’m not religious. In fact, quite the opposite. But I believe there’s something out there that’s much greater than me. I can’t define it or describe it, but I know it’s there.

At the end of my post on my own addiction, “Yesterday is history and tomorrow is a mystery,” I wrote, adding >>>

…  after a while, I’m far enough away from my last drink or toke to begin to understand a few things.

While you’re using,  only one aspect of yourself is allowed to exist. And this part of you has only one interest: getting stoned.

I used to believe I couldn’t do any of the things I did while I was using. Play guitar. Draw. Write. But I was wrong. Big Time wrong.

It’s not a trick

I could go on, but there’s a bottom line, and it’s this:

None of us has any more than the one single minute of time that’s our life. And knowing that, we can survive anything.

Anything at all.

We can’t resist a drink. Or a smoke. Or a bar of chocolate for a week. Or day. Or an hour.

But we can do it for the minute we’re in. And the minute after that. And the minute after that.

It seems dumb. But think about it.

It’s not a trick.

All you have is right now, it’s all you’ve ever had, and it’s never been any other way.

By coincidence, one of my last posts yesterday was, Is Michael Bublé a pot head? ‘Embittered ex-girlfriend’.

In a comment post, “Michael Bublé is a normal guy”, says Dave. “Hardly news …”

Cheers!

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