Constant overeating makes me gain weight, overspend money I wouldn't be spending otherwise, and makes me feel disgusting when I'm so full my stomach literally hurts.

Kills productivity. Weed chills you out. It makes you ok with mediocrity. It makes you ok with sitting at home watching Netflix day after day.

Brain fog sucks. I hated waking up and struggle to form a coherent thought about basic things. Why live my life at 35% capacity.

Lung cancer.

Weed makes me anti social. I was spending more and more time alone and enjoying it.

Can't concentrate. Couldn't play video games or read a book or even hold a proper conversation.

Loss of cognition, limits your world. I was too afraid to go out of my room incase something came up and I didn't have the capacity to deal with it, and I get in shit because I was too dumb to cross a road or walk down stairs properly or whatever.

To gain control in my own life. I had to say no to friends a couple of times because I was high when they asked me to go do something with them. The definition of addiction is loosely when using a substance interferes with your social or professional life, which weed was definitely doing in those instances.

Seriously. Cancer. In your lungs. Gross.