This past year of college, my roommate was a weed dealer. We became good friends and he let me smoke all I wanted for free, so obviously I took advantage of this. By the end of the year I was smoking multiple times a day. I wasn't a slacker or a loser, I had more friends and did better in school that semester than ever before. I feel like weed opened a gateway for me. Not a gateway to other drugs, but a gateway to experiencing life.
I don't smoke to be cool, I don't smoke to fit in. I do it because when I'm high, I think really deeply. I notice everything around me, I notice the small things. I see everything a lot more clearly, and just think about how everything works. I even sometimes think about how the universe began, and our purpose here. It actually inspired me to read a book on quantum physics. Everything falls into place when I'm high.
I have also lived my whole life with pretty bad anxiety, constantly getting fixated on things I had no control over. Since I have been smoking, my anxiety has basically vanished. I have just felt more comfortable with everything, including myself. I really feel happier smoking. But with weed having such a bad rap, I also sometimes feel ashamed for smoking so much. I try to keep it secret because I worry people will look down on me for doing it.
Also, I recently ran out of the weed I brought home for the summer. It has been a week since I have smoked, and I am starting to feel more and more anxious. I get so caught up with things I don't really notice the small things or have any deep thoughts anymore. I just feel bored. I wouldn't say I need weed, like an addiction, but it just makes things more interesting. I don't know if I should seek out more weed or not. I really want to smoke more this summer, but I also worry about getting caught. Most people can stop smoking no problem, but I just don't feel I'm normal.
Drugwarfacts.org actually lists alcohol as the third cause of annual death at an average of 85,000 per year. Marijuana is 0. The only times people had reportedly died while under the influence of marijuana is when used while under the influence of something else "An exhaustive search of the literature finds no credible reports of deaths induced by marijuana. The US Drug Abuse Warning Network (DAWN) records instances of drug mentions in medical examiners' reports, and though marijuana is mentioned, it is usually in combination with alcohol or other drugs. Marijuana alone has not been shown to cause an overdose death."--http://drugwarfacts.org/cms/?q=node/30
Your "road to hell" clearly started with alcohol. Alcohol has been proven time and time again that it's addictive to the point where chronic drinkers experience hallucinations and convulsions when you stop drinking. When you stop smoking pot, what happens? NOTHING! You go ah man, I wish I had some weed. Check your facts before demonizing something you know nothing about. I say that even though you claimed to have used marijuana for 25 years. You were too drunk to notice marijuana's true effects.
I used to smoke all day every day, before work, at lunch, before class, before bed, wake and bake, all day. It was my life. Everything was, What can I do high today that will be fun? If I ran out of pot, I'd spend my whole day trying to get it. I could not be without it. If I wasn't high, I had no appetite, felt physically ill, and I didn't know what to do with myself. Don't get me wrong, I went to work, I did my work, I took good, organized notes in class, cleaned my apartment. I wasn't a slacker, just like you aren't. I had deep realizations about my life, mistakes I'd made, people I'd never appreciated before.
Then I got a job that I couldn't go to high. I'd feel sick and shaky at work, or twitchy and irritable and all I could think about was going home and hitting the bong. Or I'd avoid going to see my family because I couldn't go over there high. Eventually I realized that I had thought pot was such a great thing that made my life so much better but in reality, it had replaced everything else and become my life.
Also, like you, I have always had anxiety problems and pot just made all those slip away. But when I didn't smoke, I felt insecure, like I didn't have anything useful to say, or like my brain just didn't work as fast as other people's did. I used to be so quick witted and eventually I just felt like a dull, empty shell of a person.
Don't get me wrong, I still love pot. I love everything about it, the way it smells, the way it tastes, the way it makes me feel (while I'm high anyways). But I'm not a person who can smoke in moderation, so I just don't smoke at all. If it's in my house, I'll smoke all the time just like before. I quit smoking two years ago (and I literally felt sick and did not eat for three days) and had quit several times before that, but I still get really bad urges to smoke.
Anyways, my point is, take a good look at your life and what you want out of it and think about how pot REALLY affects you, rather than how you want to believe it does.