Can I truly live a life without marijuana?

Two hands open and outstretched in front of a sunrise or sunset

Written By, Kat L.

At almost 11 months clean and sober, it is hard to imagine a life completely without marijuana. I smoked pot for over 30 years and tried to quit many, many times to no avail. I lived and breathed marijuana. It was what I lived for on a daily basis. I planned everything around whether or not I would be able to be high. I always had it on me wherever I went and did many things I now regret under the influence of marijuana. I never thought I would be sober and happy.

I have to stay in the day, in order for me to wrap my head around the idea that this is a forever thing for my life. This is why I am so grateful that it is a day at a time program. Because of this, I can focus on the day at stake instead of future tripping about what I’m going to do when my mom dies or my partner gets gravely ill or something.

Thank God for this program’s core purpose and 12 Steps to keep me on the straight and narrow when things happen. Thank God for the love of the people in the rooms to help hold me up when I get down. As long as I can pick up the sometimes 500 pound phone to call someone to ask for help when I need it, I just might be able to stay sober another day! I don’t need to worry about the future. I have no control over anything, God does that for me. But I do need to really work the program as it’s meant to be done and use my sponsor for the advice and wisdom I don’t yet have to be successful for many more years to come.

Published in A New Leaf – April 2026

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