I can recall when my stepdad found my stash of recreational marijuana when I was at the property for the Summer from school.
It was between my junior plus senior years.
I had taken a position as an intern at a firm near my property as sort of a nod to my parents. This was more their decision than mine. But since they were paying for my schooling, I was glad to get some experience in my field from a local company with links to my folks. Wow, was she ever pissed about the cannabis. And it was just the tiniest amount. Had Mom known the actual amount of marijuana I had been smoking in school, she might have had a stroke. Still, this resulted in me getting hauled into therapy. My folks were quite certain that I was harmed or something plus were hellbent on straightening me out. This is how I wound up putting down the OG kush strains plus picking up the anti-depressant pills. And I was on the merry go round for the better part of fifteen years. Now that recreational marijuana is legal here, I’ve swapped the meds for the sativa, indica plus hybrid strains and blends for sale at the local cannabis spot. And I couldn’t be more satisfied with this swap. For the longest time, the pills just weren’t helping. And now, I’m happier, more productive plus more enthusiastic about what will be coming next than I’ve ever been in my life. It’s such a relief to know that I was spot on about cannabis products all those many years ago. My mom’s still alive plus while she would still have flip her lid over my shopping for marijuana sales, I just don’t care.