My journey into medical marijuana

I probably smoked marijuana for the first time when I was about 14. My friends were a couple years older than me and that’s what they were doing. Not that I followed them but I looked at it for what it was. An escape I guess. A way to make food taste better. Laugh harder. But only for a short period of time. Harmless. I tried it. I liked it. I enjoyed it. It never went any further. Not that there weren’t opportunities but it was stressed upon me to never go any further marijuana. So I didn’t.

Here it is 36 years later and good old Mary Jane is still a part of my life. But she just has to be in a different way. To be honest, I am a business professional that really can’t be seen out and about copping weed like that. I had to use different avenues. Safe avenues. I’m a cautious person by nature so i did my best to never get caught out there like that. But even then that became too much.

And then my conscience. I try to live right. I have to do it right.

A friend of mine had his MMJ card and he shared a few things about it to me. I was curious but never could see myself walking inside those doors. In public in front of everyone to buy marijuana. Medically.

Or explaining to a doctor the importance of marijuana to me. And my body. It’s a personal part of life that I keep tucked away. I don’t do it for show. I know its effects and how it helps me and this kind of mind that sometimes needs help slowing down. If you have the problem then you understand. And the body aches and pain from various lifelong injuries. Plus I don’t like pills so that’s never been an alternative for me. Inhaling a joint or a blunt at the end of the night to relax my mind and my body to allow me to sleep well has always been my remedy.

Have you ever stopping partaking in marijuana for a couple of weeks? A month? You’ll really find out how your body feels. It’s eye opening.