I've Been Cheated out of My Achievement

It is incredibly difficult not to lose my mind lol.

I have a lot of flaws. One of the most recent ones has been how much weed I smoke -- and therefore, how much money is spent. Not but a year ago I was smoking about an ounce a week (for anyone who is unfamiliar, that's about 28 grams). That typically costs $120, so nearly $500/month would be spent on weed.

I'm not proud of it; I desperately wanted to cut down. I have impeccable self-control when it comes to a number of things -- if you know me, then you'll know how many times I've mentioned quitting crack cold turkey. But weed has been a comfort to me for over a decade, long before I started smoking crack, and after using it for morning sickness over the past few years, I had found myself in a comfortable rut...

It took awhile, and progress was gradual, but I have finally managed to find myself in a good spot. After 12 months, I have finally cut down to only one ounce a month -- a savings of $360!! 🙏 I know to some it might seem silly, or "why did it take so long," but this has been my biggest accomplishment for me in awhile.

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But throughout my journey, I have had this nagging suspicion that I haven't been the only one dipping into my stash...

They say to always trust your gut. Well, my gut had been telling me that for that entire time, my mother-in-law had secretly been smoking it as well. The ounce would always disappear at the same pace, regardless of how much improvement I made.

I knew something was up that she came home with a joint after having just told me about how "y'know I just don't like smoking weed that much. I can smoke it and be like, meh." The same woman who said this to me, then came home with a brand new pipe... despite never buying weed. Of course she's been smoking mine...

Well, today, my suspicions were finally confirmed. I went to bed at 12 AM, but before I did, I counted out 11 nugs. By the time it was 3 PM the following day, I was down to 8. Even by my standards, that's a lot. On a bad day, I will smoke maybe 2 nugs -- I'm down by 4.

Now, again, if you know me, then you know how much I talk about how evil my mother-in-law is. How she has gone out of her way to make my life miserable for the past 3 years. I think about how many arguments -- how many times my relationship with my husband almost ended -- over weed. How many times my flaw was held over me, how I "needed to cut back on smoking," how much it was cutting into our savings. Scavenging up change just to buy a joint for the morning sickness.

And for the umpteenth time, my MIL sat in her room, with her "holier than thou" attitude, twiddling her thumbs waiting for us to break up, over something she helped contribute to, all while robbing me of my hard-earned accomplishment -- for God knows how long.

I have known alcoholics, drug addicts, liars, thieves, paranoid freaks, narcissists and sociopaths... So when I say that my MIL is the most difficult person I have ever met in my life lol....



But! on a more positive note, we will finally be out of MIL's apartment and into our RV by the end of this month! 🙏🙏 Here's hoping that there will be much happier things to post in the very near future! Until then everybody, God bless and stay safe...



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