Last night I handed hubby my weed and told him I don’t want it again until I ask for it. I’m hoping that disappointing him will be enough to stop this daily smokefest that I am on. The depression is almost fully here now.
Last night I handed hubby my weed and told him I don’t want it again until I ask for it. I’m hoping that disappointing him will be enough to stop this daily smokefest that I am on. The depression is almost fully here now.