Please don't treat marijuana improperly, this is why.

So I'll start off by saying, at the current moment, I don't know how long this will be by the end of it. But what I can tell you, is that weed didn't ruin any of my family relations, excessive spending of money, legal problems, etc. It's how I treated it that led to all the negatives that are about to be poured out in this. And hopefully any new smokers will be able to learn from my experience(s).

So to be honest, I haven't really been smoking for too long. Maybe about 8-9 months tops. I started after an old, old, old, friend that I didn't really care too much about or even really talk to anymore called me one day and asked if I wanted to smoke some weed. I said, sure, why not. As prior to that I REALLY educated myself about the plant. I studied it inside and out, EXTREMELY researched growing, and had a whole grow ready to go before a few irrelevant things came in the way of that being able to happen. I must tell you, after researching marijuana for a very long time, and then smoking for the first time. It was definitely much different than I expected.

So we smoke and whatnot, it was great and all, I go home and whatnot. Now the driver, (who I did not know at the time) was the one who called me. (Well, he didn't call me. But his phone was used to call me.) So after all was said and done, I texted the number back saying thanks for smoking me up. This, this right here, is the underlying reason my life went to pieces. Had I not sent that text, I would never have re-associated with that particular "group" of people that weren't the best people to start with.

He asked me if I ever wanted to smoke again, of course at the time I said yes. So the next day we hit each other up, I pay for a gram of dank this time and we smoke. This happens almost everyday up until THIS very day. The 5th of January, 2013. Of course we didn't just smoke and never build a friend-like type of relationship. I'd say we became pretty okay friend after awhile. We'd smoke each other up, we'd stay at each others places if one of our parents ended up kicking us out for a little bit, we'd buy each other shit, we'd just chill and play video games all night, etc, etc.

So me and him did this about everyday for the last 8-9 months. And through him, I've met a LOT of legitimately great people. Anyways, all was well for awhile. But the last few months, not so much. Eventually it came to the point where I was only smoking him up, and he wouldn't even match me except for on rare occasions. At that point, I still considered him a good friend though and didn't think much of it. Except that he just didn't have money to buy weed. Unfortunately, neither did I. So I said fuck it, I'll sell these personal amenities of mine for a quick buck. And we did this almost every time we wanted to smoke, which unfortunately was every other day. So it came to the point where I was selling just about everything I had left and right, just to chill with my "friend" and smoke weed. Eventually it got to the point that it is now, where I have nothing but a computer and a shitty spare mouse and keyboard.

Now, this next part is a little fucked up and is taking a lot for me to admit publicly, but it even eventually got to the point where I stole from my own parents. It's fucked up, I know. Since then I've at least made a VERY meaningful apology to them, and payed them back for everything. But because of this, I have lost the trust and faith of my family. I know they still love me, but they've made it apparent that it's going to be a long time before I earn any of that trust back. I don't know what was running through my head. Anyways, it now came to the point it is today.

My "friend" decided to message me on Facebook, wondering if I wanted to smoke. He had weed and was wanting to match, unfortunately though, I did not have any weed, nor money. I told him this, and he told me "just go get your bank card", I said "no". I was then asked if I have anything to sell. But this time, the answer was different than it normally was. This time, the answer was "no". He said "okay whatever" and that was that. Those are the last words I ever really care to hear again from him.

And it wasn't until today, when I decided to sit down and actually give it some thought. I asked myself, what am I doing, what have I done, why did I do it. I didn't have an answer for any of those questions, except for "I don't know". Which isn't a good thing. So I came to my senses that I was only being used for my money (or shit to sell to get money), and that was the only reason why he ever bothered to chill with me anymore. In the last 9 months, I've ruined everything with my family, got into legal trouble, and made MANY decisions I EXTREMELY regret. And it all revolved around weed. Now I'm not saying weed is bad at all, or that it caused any of this. I'm saying that I treated it improperly, and because of that, I'm suffering the consequences.

After everything that has happened, all I can say now is sorry to myself and my family for everything I've done. I do regret it all. And while marijuana is an amazing plant with extreme potential, both medicinally and recreationaly, if you don't treat it properly and responsibly, it won't end up good for you. Just like everything else. So all I can say, is if you're new to smoking, treat it properly. Don't get associated with the wrong people who are toxic to your life and don't let anybody use you.

I don't know if I'm going to stop smoking weed, take a break, or continue to smoke it- just with other (better) people and/or myself. I suppose that's a decision I'm going to have to make on my own. Thanks for reading though!

 

They most definitely were out of wack. But I suppose that's what happens when you get laid off from your job due to over-staffing and not enough hours and you have nothing to do but sit at home alone for 9 hours a day. Trust me, I know it was EXTREMELY stupid and my priorities were extremely out of wack, but I'm changing that.