Me too. I use nearly every day, or want to. I feel like a different person: I can smile, laugh at myself, sing goofy songs, and forget about spiraling out of control and into anxiety. I understand the craving and the need, but come into conflict with those in my life who want me to be less reliant on it.

I hate having to be incognito with people I trust. When found out, it usually leads to a fight, but a lot of the time they don't even know that I'm high.

I prefer it to alcohol. Weed keeps me grounded, Alcohol makes me feel disconnected and gives me headaches. Yesterday I was told that I'm happier when I drink bourbon as opposed to when I smoke, but guess what: I'd secretly smoked before the bourbon. Lay on the guilt.