About 2 or so weeks sober. Not trying to keep track of time and it isn't that serious. I have impeccable willpower, I used to smoke Reds and quit cold turkey. I've always been able to just quit shyt (or start) if I really wanted to. Used to smoke Backs, bowls, whatever heather. Anyway, I wasn't smoking as long as some of you here but I was going thru 8ths (of gas) every 2-4 days.
I quit for spiritual reasons, even though weed led me to spirituality. Getting high was never 'just getting high' for me. Almost every time, especially when smoking by myself, I'd learn something new either in general or about me. But it got to the point where it would be the #1 thing I looked forward to most. I'm sure it's like this for other people but, at least with the people I'm around, they don't seem to retain the information gained while high. I know we all get a clear mind where we're able to solve every single problem we had or are currently going through. That's what made it so addicting, the clear mind factor.
But enough was enough. Something literally told me, "Your mind is superb but your body is toxic. Restore the body and I shall return" -- something to that effect. It actually rhymed, which is how I knew it was of high conscious. The first 2-3 days it kind of did because of the music I listen to, but now it just gives me energy (a little too much).
Already been 'tested'. My cousin had some Sour D and I know 1,000% all I had to do was ask and I would have had me a phat ass wood. I'ma just sip on that shampagnee. I said sip, not drank.