Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Weed Better Quit Smoking

Short Summary
The time has come for me to not smoke anymore. I'm not really in the mood to quit just yet, but my spouse is definitely in the mood for me to quit right now.

The (Probable) Process
I'll be using standard cognitive behavioral therapy techniques, and hope to employ the Stages of Change Model as I go.

Current stage:
Preparation, I guess - I feel like I've been hovering in the Precontemplation-Contemplation stages for a while, but starting this sort of journal would indicate at least some movement toward Preparation-Action stages. Plus, I don't have any smoke available, nor am I actively pursuing it.

And so:
Not buying the necessary vegetable matter seems to be a pretty good first step, and a relatively simple one. Which is easy to say after not smoking all of three or four days. By this time next week I'll probably be scraping resin out of my pipe stem or something, but for now the important thing is to dwell on the positive aspects of this behavior change. I should make a list of said positives at some point...

I am probably in denial to some extent - mostly I'm kind of mystified as to what the big hairy deal is, while my spouse is adamant that smoking is a "bad" behavior. If you haven't guessed by now, my quitting is not very voluntary. The wife's main concerns seem to be that 1) I'm a royal pain when I run out of it, and 2) it causes me to "keep secrets" from her.

My initial responses to these concerns are:
1) Yes, I was definitely a jerk when I was smoking a LOT and would run out of smoke, several years ago. Since then I have smoked on and off, kept the "dosage" pretty low, and been no more jerk-esque than non-smoking-me if/when I involuntarily stop (read: when it's dry and there's none to be had).
2) Secrets in a relationship are not good, I will agree. But if I keep it on the DL, she doesn't know that I smoke, and doesn't get mad. It seems things hit the fan only when she catches me red eyed -handed, so I guess that was my motivation to keep it secret. Sort of a "happy wife, happy life" thing - or maybe "what she doesn't know won't hurt her (or me)" - or perhaps similar to complimenting the mother-in-law's pumpkin-coconut dessert while simultaneously suppressing the gag reflex.

Pretty weak responses, which I haven't really articulated to her, since I know they will seem weaker if not completely feeble to her mind. I can respect that, but when I've been smoking regularly for a while, and she makes comments about how much better I seem now that I've quit...

I could rationalize this hobby all the live-long day, but at the end of it, I'm sure any such arguments would be filed under the category "Denial" by her. And I can respect that, too. Especially since my rationalizations whisper "addiction" to me, and probably scream the same to her.

So, while she and I will probably never agree on this issue, it doesn't mean I'll stand by my position to the detriment of my marriage. I'd gladly take a bullet for her, so I'll just have to sadly quit taking bong-hits for her.

And that's probably for the best.

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