I remember around the year 2015, that’s when I had my first puff of weed. No one coaxed me into it, I just started that habit by my own hand. A roommate of mine had left a few blunts and I decided to try one out. That was the genesis of a long road. There’s usually a single blurry moment during a smoking session when your mind just flips and you are now in a state of being high. I was now in a constant chase of this feeling.
Not gonna lie, the first like 2 years it was fun. We’d smoke with comrades and completely hot box a bedsitter then go play fifa or go and drink keg. I did not know I was getting hooked. Fast forward after nimetoka uni, you are now alone with your struggles, friends wako wote wanapambana na life kiv yao.
So it reached a point I realized I had a problem. This was around the year 2020. Nilikua natafuta peddler as early as possible. I think this was also the time I started trying to quit. I would smoke then take like a 2 hour walk daily listening to progressive house. Whoever said weed in not addictive is definitely an agent of satan. I used to smoke one half of weed then throw the other half in a futile effort to quit. The next day I would walk down the same path and search for where I threw the other half. It was crazy, and no, it was not fun anymore. This went on for a long time.
So ikafika point where I just started playing gospel music a lot during these high walks. There’s a one and half hour concert by Don Moen which was my favorite and I used to play it so much that even now I know that whole concert word for word. The whole time God was just watching me and I know I must have prayed to Him during this period. He decided to intervene in a very supernatural way.
I would smoke, and the drug would start having a strange effect. It would make me extremely anxious and restless. I abhorred this feeling so much that I stopped. This was like 3 years ago. God actually delivered me from weed. I have a very addicted female roommate huku majuu who is completely addicted and she brings it time to time. So a few months ago I tried to smoke it like twice and that anxious feeling is still very much there. I am talking zero enjoyment. And that’s the point I knew I am completely free from that stuff. How do you explain that phenomenon? God is a very real being elders. Whether you like it or not or think it’s a fairy tale like santa, it does not matter. And the more I get to understand Him especially in hindsight, I realize just how much power He actually wields.
Because I do not give a hoot about world peace. You do know that satan is the ruler of this world, roaming around back and forth like a roaring lion, looking for someone to devour. Ama who do you think influenced you to love tupac and be fascinated by that incredibly stupid horus sign on your avatar?
I actually cant wait to be done with this place and go to Heaven.
Kama kuna pepo imekataa kunitoka ni hiyo. I have done everything to stop smoking that shit but haitoki. It has messed my life and everything that folks my age should be doing, like raising a family. My marriage has suffered, I remember nilikua navuta iyo stuff nakanyanga wife kwa kitanda kama brarefu, at first it was fun, I’m sure she she enjoyed the extended honeymoon period, however at some point she started getting tired. Watoi ndio hawa, me napigilia mama yao daily na ni mechi lazima nifikishe threshold za Kijiji, if you’ve used that stuff you know how it goes.
Kuna time bibi alihepa na watoi, na me kama kichwa ngumu nikasema simwendei kwao, the way she left, arudi. Soon enough niliitwa na mzae home, na ile heshima nakuanga nayo na huyu mzae lazima tu ningefika home. Mimi huyo mbio hadi Wundanyi, napata bibi na wazazi wake, napata pia kwetu wazae wamejaa. Nauliza nini mbaya, wananiambia ni kesi ya kitanda. Verdict was we were beyond just smoking and having wild sex, it was time to raise a family, and stop smoking weed. I was mad, she told everyone I was a junkie! My family kwanza.
Anyway long story short, hivyo ndio nilikanyanga kubwa kubwa from that life.
I still smoke it, naendea ak47 with high THC in like an hour, can’t wait. Maybe one day I’ll win this fight.
That plus other things that a junkie brings to a stable relationship.
Gbag was a very big expense in my income. Nilikua hadi nashika mawe mzima when Gbag didn’t make sense.
It is because you have a strong mind. Anyone who enjoys abusing drugs na anashindwa kujitoa normally they are weak beings. Kuna watu utapata hawatumii any drugs yet they spend most of their social time with friends ambao wanatumia mihadarati. It’s all about the mind.
You do realise the incredible plagues were a lesson in humility and not necessarily an eternal punishment, don’t you? Anyways, I stuck with Jesus through the entire decoding process and boy, those Egyptian gods.. Was it Ramses or stupidity?
There is a vice for everybody (coping in this hell on earth isnt easy)…eating, shopping, sex, social media, tv, are never mentioned as destructive habits but they are. Everything in moderation
Drug users try to justify drug use eti kuna other vices for everybody. Hio ni uongo. That is why we have terms like ‘disorder’ and ‘addiction’. These are very different things. Watumiaji wa mihadarati you are alone. Stop dragging everyone to your problems.
Tell us how the bad Muslims cope in life alchohol-free without mentioning heroin. I’ve never seen anyone ask for dates (the small fruits) after a divorce.
