It's another year free from drug addiction.
I'm thankful to God.

Yh, I was once a "cool kid". I started smoking marijuana during my 3rd year in uni. I can never forget my first time, locked up in a room with the other "cool kids". (1/16)

I was the only one who didn't smoke and somehow after constantly hanging with these kids, it didn't seem like a bad idea to try it out.

So I did and yh, I got high and for some reason I never wanted to let go of the high. (2/16)

So i went from one blunt a day to 3 - 4 blunts a day and I just discovered I didn't enjoy any activity except I did it while smoking or after smoking. I read while smoking, (3/16)

i didn't want to eat except I had smoked a blunt or two and I didn't enjoy sharing blunts cos then I have to spend more money keeping my stash at a considerable level.

All of these went on for 3years, it got worse during my nysc. (4/16)

My brain became dependent on the substance as I couldn't produce dopamine naturally. I thought it made me thoughtful, smart and woke. Until I started hearing voices and thinking everyone around me wanted to harm me.

This was late 2017, (5/16)

I couldn't sleep at night cos I would hear voices calling my name and I would be up in the middle of the night praying against evil lol. I became schizophrenic.

It got worse each time I smoked and I didn't like that so i decided to throw away my stash that year. I QUIT! (6/16)

But then my brain had become dependent on the unrealistic amount of dopamine this substance was able to create.

I had withdrawal symptoms. I became moody, I was still hearing voices, very scared of strangers and I was over calculative. (7/16)

I'd react to people based on what my mind was telling me they wanted to do to me.

I remember one time my flatmates (girls) had visitors over (3guys) and they offered me orijin bitter, which I turned down and then my mind began to build stories on its own. (8/16)

So I started thinking these guys wanted to kidnap me and use me for money rituals cos they came in a very fancy car. So I started thinking of where to run to, I called a friend to know where he was and I took a bike. On my way, (9/16)

I saw my church keyboardist on a bike going in the opposite direction, then it struck me that it was midweek service on that day. I told the bike man to turn back and take me to church.

I didn't even realize I wore my Tshirt inside out. (10/16)

It was someone who offered me a comb to comb my hair that day.
Somehow, the only place i found peace and solace was in the place of worship and my church at that time had an amazing music ministry @gltibadan . (11/16)

I remember another occasion when I called my dad that I wanted to leave my PPA cos all the teachers at the school where I was posted were witches and they wanted to harm me.

I had terrible experiences that took a long time to get over. (12/16)

Thankfully I never had to visit rehab but God saved me smoothly.

I'm not saying marijuana is bad or good but getting hooked took its toll on me and I've seen many others find it hard to let go until it ruined them. (13/16)

I've had friends who had to go to rehab and even after months in rehab, they still relapsed.

"I have the right to do anything," you say--but not everything is beneficial. (14/16)

"I have the right to do anything"--but I will not be mastered by anything - 1cor 6:12

God didn't want me to be a slave to drugs and I'm thankful that I have a life outside of it today. 3years now. (15/16)

Im still a cool kid, just in a more unique way but I sincerely hope someone learns from my mistakes and makes the right decisions.

Dont be pressured.

Happy new month guys. (16/16)