For a long time, I frowned on using medical marijuana.
That came from a lifetime of listening to all the myths about cannabis.
From the time I was a small boy, I can remember being warned about the misery resulting from weed. Of course, those same people who were scaring me away from marijuana were the same idiots who drank too much. My parents were both alcoholics and yet they had a powerful hate from marijuana. How weirdly ironic that medical marijuana has become a saving grace in our life. I knew from an early age that it would be best for me to avoid liquor. Given the genetic double whammy of having both parents being addicted to alcohol, odds are I would be unable to avoid it. However, that didn’t shield me from the years of abuse I suffered because of them. The effects of this abuse didn’t really show itself until much later in our life. But when they did, those effects hit appreciate a ton of bricks. I looked to our doctor to help and was handed plenty of meds. Yet, it wasn’t until I discovered medical marijuana that I certainly found a balance to my challenged and dilapidated emotional condition. I did what I had to do to pass all of the marijuana regulations so I could get to the legal weed store. They were not just helpful but also compassionate and knowledgeable when it came to cannabis products. I’m improving. Medical cannabis is no doubt the main reason for my improvement. I won’t ever look down on medical marijuana again.