Smoking herbs is one of the ways I've stayed off booze for... shit... coming up on 3 years Feb 25th.
I found my way to the rooms through the usual way, DUI sentencing. It wasn't until I was in an A.A. meeting that I realized I have a problem with alcohol, and the DUI was MY rock bottom.
Although I accredit the rooms and my sponsor for keeping me sober (W/O herbs, also) the first year. I don't go to meetings any more. I felt the rooms were full of people who
want to keep re-living their worst moments ever, over and over and over. When I was first getting sober... especially my first 90 days... I needed that. But now I think it's almost morbid. (especially when I'm high!)
I agree with Tobor
Tobor the 8th Man said:
...even if a person just is kind of a substance abuser if pot is the substance it doesn't screw you up like alcohol/hard drugs...
i feel some people's body chemistry doesn't produce the normal amount of chemicals (dopamine, serotonin, whatever) that a "normal" person's does. Anxiety, Depression, etc. have their place in clinical science. Which means to me that a person doesn't need to have had a traumatic experience to become a substance abuser.
When I would self medicate with the harder stuff, I always wanted to smoke. Drink a 12 pack, I want to smoke a bowl, do a few lines, I want to smoke a bowl, etc. etc. But, when I smoke a bowl... I am content. It's my Drug of Choice if you will.
I talked a lot about smoking pot with my sponsor. He would tell me it's a bad idea. Then he would bring up the subject in meetings and the whole room would have some kind of hazy pot story of how drinking doesn't seem so bad when your stoned. One lady even said after smoking a joint she didn't know what she was doing and ended up polishing off a fifth a Jack. I didn't buy it... still don't. But, if your group is anything like mine, they don't welcome potheads... "there's another meeting for that" as they say.
By no means do I think I can do an "about face" and drink like a gentleman, stopping at one or two. I am an Alcoholic, but when the squirrel in my head starts spinning that wheel, Ganja by the grace of Jah, has kept me from reaching for that bottle of Stolichnaya and go off and running.