My High and Dry January: Part 1


So full disclosure, I’ve never done a dry January. Fuck, I’ve never even done a damp January. But something about where I’m currently at right now—mama of a 2.5 year old, finishing up my first year of therapy, feeling sluggish and rundown having not taken care of myself in the last few years (think nightly burritos and not enough sleep), it just felt like the right time to hit reset. I’ve done the no-booze thing before when I was pregnant, plus a few days here or there, but other than that, I’ve imbibed pretty-much nightly since college. I’m 33 now, btw...

Cannabis on the other hand, is a different story. There was highschool where I didn’t understand it and would rip a bong at a party and convince myself I needed to go to the hospital. Next, art school where I thought smoking pot out of an aluminum can after martinis was a good idea. Spoiler alert: it was not (i.e. puke. Lots of puke). In young adulthood you might find me sipping a Coors tallboy and puffing on a joint on my balcony—nighttime only! A buzz in the light of day still freaked me out at that time. And in my late 20s I took a break; there was pregnancy and breastfeeding and it just became something I didn’t think about anymore.

Over the last year or so though, I’ve started to discover the ways in which cannabis works for me. CBD helps with my anxiety tremendously, and THC, when taken in small (to medium lol) amounts allows my brain to let go of all the stress I carry thanks to motherhood, the crazy world we live in, and the existential dread that plays on loop in my head. It even helps my critical thinking, patience and creativity. Oh, and my sleep? Blissful.

I wanted to see what would happen to my brain and body if I ditched the booze, but kept the cannabis for 30 days. I have to tell you that at a week and a half into it I am feeling G-O-O-D. I’m still tired as all hell but I think with a job and a toddler that doesn’t sleep past 5:30am, them's the breaks for the moment. Overall though, my anxiety has decreased tenfold. The swirling stress-ball in my stomach has subsided. My mind is at ease. My thought-process feels like a long hallway with doors I can open and explore if I like, or I can just keep walking. This is the opposite of my post-booze brain—spracky, stressful and lacking focus. It’s like a brain vacay! And the best part? I can live here if I like (“lol, we’ll SEE” says my Pinot Noir).

Over the course of the month, I’ll keep you updated on how I’m feeling (my guess: awesome!), plus the positive changes I’m experiencing, as well as my favorite tinctures, vapes and edibles to get me through this exhausting, exhilarating, joyful experience we call life.

xx Jesse