1 of the big downsides of being eighteen is that you’re too seasoned to be treated like a kid, but still too young to be considered a real adult.
I now pay taxes, I had to sign up for selective services, plus I am seasoned enough to cast a vote.
I still can’t buy alcohol or medical marijuana. How is it fair that I can go off to war, but I still can’t buy medical marijuana or drink a cold beer legally? I have a large problem with this. The dentist gave me medical marijuana when I was going through intense chemotherapy. She told me it would help with the nausea plus pain. My mama had to go to the medical marijuana dispensary to get the marijuana. I thought this was totally ridiculous. I told her my thoughts on being eighteen plus having responsibility but few rights. Mom told me it had always been so, plus I would just need to get over it. I was supposed to deal with the chemotherapy, plus get healthier, plus after that my great friend and I could fight the system. I guessed she was right, but I loathed it. It made me feel like a little child to have my mommy buy my meds for me. The medical marijuana helped, as the dentist said it would, which made me glad. I was 100% cancer free, and. now I am going to fight for the right to purchase my own medical marijuana if I ever need it in the future, and sadly, I’ll particularly be twenty-one by the time the bill comes through, but it may help other teens going through what I went through.