Day 3

Wow. This is really really hard. But they say day 3 is the worst. I guess that's half way almost to a week. I am thinking about (once I am totally better) talking to youth groups or something about my experience with pot and how it isn't an innocent drug at all. Maybe it was in the 70's when it wasn't so strong, but these days who knows really what you are smoking. Anyways, through all the turmoil of today, I feel proud I am sticking to my word this time. I can't wait to read all this in a month and see how I suffered.