The sixth medical marijuana was legalized in this state, my sibling called me. She had already done the research and laid out just everything that I needed to do in order to get a medical marijuana card. Of course, that would allow myself and others access to the cannabis dispensaries that would soon be open for business. My sibling has regularly been protective of myself and others and she just wanted to help myself and others with what was a life long problem with anxiety. It’s primarily social anxiety however there are other components to it that can leave myself and others very isolated and depressed. And that’s no way to live. But since my sibling lives such a long way away, it wasn’t like she could do it for me. Often, I have had to be totally led by the hand to get myself some sort of help for my condition. At the time, I was working from home and had sort of created an entire life that kept myself and others within very, very proper confines. And that’s how I was managing my anxiety. But I was far from ecstatic. I never did get my medical marijuana card. So when the laws changed to allow access to the local cannabis spot for recreational marijuana, my sibling came out and got me. She took myself and others to the local cannabis spot and all of us talked with a pro there who got myself and others some sativa strains he thought would help my situation. It’s been many weeks now and I recognize better than I have in my entire life thanks to the enjoyable folks at the local cannabis spot and my dear, passionate sibling.