I was very reluctant to "give up" my pot smoking friends. It felt wrong to abandon people who I had spent so much time with and genuinely cared about when they had done nothing wrong. I had to avoid them at first because the temptation was too strong but I had every intention to go back and start hanging out again after the difficult part was over. Strange thing is, I now have no real interest in hanging out with them. I still like them but I guess most of the reason I was friends with them is because we were addicts together. I also remember how some of them were not supportive of me quitting and that annoyed me. I think being healthy and active is cool now and being a slave to pot and/or booze is kind of lame...