Today I quit drugs.

So here's the back story, for the past few months I smoked pot everyday from anywhere from a bowl or two to 6-7 fooled around with other drugs frequently until something happened yesterday. Two days ago I started my day of eating around .6 or .7 of shrooms. It was enough for me to feel the positivity flowing through my body in that lifted feeling it gives you. Fast forward to yesterday it was around lunch time and I went for my daily walk to go smoke a few bowls, time be it when I reach my destination I set up and packed my self a popper (weed and cigarette tobacco) it was the last of my weed so I had enough for two large bowls. Finished the popper, felt pretty high seeing as I don't do that often, packed myself a sizeable bowl, took me two rips to clear it. Ok now I'm defiantly stoned, I smoked my cigarette and decided I started to feel sick. The type of motion sickness you get when your just a bit too high, oops. So I started to trek back home made it half way and decided to lay down on a park bench. That's when it hit me, I had such enjoyment laying down randomly recalling a memory of my friend who was dolled up and had a lot of make up on, it caused me to laugh unontrolably for a few minutes which was nice. Then I looked to the treeline and I could have sworn the way one tree top looked it was in the former of two people waving at me, I waved back and gave them the peace sign to be friendly. After awhile of laying there feeling a bit sick I decided this must be my body telling me to calm down and just learn to be happy on my own. I looked back to the tree people figures and couldn't see them anymore, instead they had turned into 5 people who seemed to be just watching over me, I felt safe with them there so I took a quick cat nap. Now I know I don't eat a lot of mush or any excessive amount of pot but nothing like this has ever happened to me, I felt as if they were telling me I will be okay and I can sleep, they'll protect me. Now maybe I'm just a bit schizo or I somehow managed to smoke some top grade medical or something, anyway eventually a service truck came driving through which was weird cause I was in the middle of a forest but hey I guess they got lost, they had a license plate from the the province over (Quebec, Canada) so I decided to walk home I looked to the trees and I didn't quite see them anymore only the tops of the trees, I don't know what that was but it's 4:30 in the morning and I'm to happy and wired to sleep. Thinking how I was on the verge of suicide not even a week ago I feel like it was someone telling me: "hey dude, we see your having a rough time let us help ya out". I could have easily just been to high and it's just my overactive imagination but I'm choosing to perceive this as a sign that I don't need drugs anymore to fill that void which I've been struggling to climb out of because for the first time in a long time, someone, something has thrown me a ladder and is encouraging me to climb. I can't wait to see what's on the other side of this slope, I start going on to stronger anti depressenst in a week or two so I hope I can keep this mindset going, life's wonderful! Have a awesome morning you amazing collection of people! No matter how sad you are there's something out there and it's proud of you!