I love weed! After having been on every antidepressant ever invented before 2000, and a few antipsychotics. They were all ineffective for me personally. Its the only thing that could "push" to think in a way that was helpful.
I can relate, it took years to figure that out on my own the reasons I like it so much. The problem I have besides the expense. And health concerns. Is that it is an escape trom reality, although temporary. I don't know how many pounds I have smoked on and off for 20 years or so using it, trying to kill that part of me that I hated. Not until recently have I made the connection that it has allowed me to explore myself without the shame I so often felt about my hidden side.
Actually when I decided it was time I finally did something proactive about my feelings, I was quite high and a little drunk. But I remember it clearly, and it has been my best decision so far, either sober or HAF.
There is nothing more fulfilling than getting glammed up just to smoke a dube. Maybe its the bright lipstick I leave on the roaches, maybe its nothing to do with the weed at all?
The only advice I have when it comes to weed.... make your own decisions.
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