u/musa_rella01

Hi everyone,

I’m looking to get a new wedding ring for my husband since his current one no longer fits. In our wedding vows, we spoke a lot about time and space, so I’d love to find something meaningful—ideally a ring made with real meteorite.

I’ve come across several shops on Etsy that offer meteorite rings, but there’s often very little information about the type of meteorite used. I’m a bit concerned about authenticity, as well as durability (like rusting or tarnishing over time).

Does anyone have recommendations for reputable stores or makers that use genuine meteorite and are transparent about their materials?

Thank you so much!

I thought of sharing this here because this subreddit has helped me in ways I can’t even explain.

Weekends are hard for me. I’m used to finishing work at 1 p.m. on Fridays and then going straight to the dispensary in my neighborhood to get my usual, then smoking all weekend long. This past weekend was different. I was already a few days sober but feeling like all I wanted was weed. Friday at 1 p.m. came, and I tried to get my mind off it, so I took a long nap in the afternoon and woke up feeling rejuvenated. I was able to go back to sleep at 10 p.m. and woke up the next day at 10 a.m. It’s been years since I’ve slept that much. I usually get high and binge-watch TV or something until late at night—but not this time.

I was sober the whole weekend. Weed was always in the back of my mind, but I resisted it. I went for a run, rode my bike with my husband, and we had a blast. Sunday came, and I went to a friend’s house to watch the World Cup match—a very special one. There were a bunch of people, barbecue, a swimming pool, and of course, a lot of weed.

That’s when I realized this time was different than the other 324,432 times I tried to quit. A friend of mine was passing her joint around, and when it got to me, I said no. I SAID NO!!

THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED, GUYS. NEVER. Perfect weather, perfect situation for a nice joint—but I resisted. I have never been this proud of myself in my life. I saw my husband looking at me across the patio, and I could read his lips saying, “I’m so proud of you.” I cried when I got home.

I hope you guys know that this subreddit has been an incredible part of this journey. It’s just the beginning, but we’ll get there together. Thanks, friends!

Hello friends. This is definitely not my first time posting here.

I’m a 29F, and I’ve been smoking almost daily since I was 23. I’ve tried to quit so many times, but I always fall back into the pattern. I usually manage to quit for a few weeks or even months (my record was four months without weed), but the intrusive thought of “you can handle this occasionally” always comes back. And then, before I even notice, I’m back to daily use.

I stopped (once again) in February. I was seeing a dietitian and training for my first half marathon. Those weeks were amazing—I was losing weight and no longer using food as a coping mechanism. I achieved a great time in my race and felt happy and accomplished. I even lost 10 kg in just three months. But then I thought, “Hmm, I’ve really changed, and weed has always felt so good. Maybe now I can control myself and use it occasionally.”

And here I am again. I haven’t gone to the gym or run in the past week. I’m feeling devastated, and I’m smoking every day again. My appetite has increased, I feel like I’m gaining weight, and I can see my husband is disappointed in me (he's a non smoker). He never says anything, but he sees my struggle. He inspires me so much, and I want him to feel that way when he looks at me too.

So here I am again, trying to be my best version of myself and hoping to hear some words of encouragement, because I feel like shit.