The second medical marijuana was legalized in this state, my sister 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 me access to the cannabis dispensaries that would soon be open for business. My sister has always been protective of me and she just wanted to help me with what was a life long problem with anxiety. It’s primarily social anxiety but there are other components to it that can leave me really isolated and depressed. And that’s no way to live. But since my sister 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 me within very, very familiar confines. And that’s how I was managing my anxiety. But I was far from happy. 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 sister came out and got me. She took me to the local cannabis spot and we talked with a pro there who got me some sativa strains he thought would help my situation. It’s been three months now and I feel better than I have in my entire life thanks to the good folks at the local cannabis spot and my dear, loving sister.