I've grew up around multiple drug types my entire life. This most definately includes Marijuana, Alcohol, and Tobacco. Those are the usual three instances, are they not? But also Cocaine, Meth, and a few other smaller "subtypes." Seriously, ever since the very day I was born, my parents had been running from bad experiences, bad places, and bad people. All they ever knew was drugs, killing, and violence. My mother had been raped several times, and abused, molested, and mistreated by many people her entire life. By her mother, her real father, her step fathers, and brothers and sisters. Eventually, she married a guy named Ed, who was an abusive wife beater. She had my sister when she was married with Ed, who was an alcoholic. My dad, I dont know all too much about, but he was somewhat in the same boat. Both of them were into drugs, mostly Marijuana, but they admit, they've also been tied up in the others before. Eventually my mother was able to get a divorce and put Ed in prison.
My parents had known eachother a long time, and eventually took off to California to live around my mothers other family (They lived in Washington previously). But not too long after their time living there, they seen the same type of violence spawn, mostly from drugs. My mothers uncle was high on cocaine, and got in a car crash and died, of course, that was the last string, they needed somewhere else to go, and my mother mentioned having family in Minnesota, and so that's where they went.
Of course this entire time they were broke, and scrounged items out of burned down houses, etc. to get enough money to live and for traveling expenses. Eventually they made it here, and my mother had me. Although my mother always had a big problem with alcohol, and drank alot when she was depressed. Now my half-sister and I always fought worse than cats and dogs... but we lived in a trailorhome... too bad I dont have any pictures from back then where you were able too actually see through the smoke...
I was sick everyday when I was little, I was literally never not sick. The more I got outside, the better it was. But of course, I never knew that. I've watched parties and various other things since the very day I was able to remember any of this, and, as always, there were drugs. When I was six, the doctor had told us, had they came a day late, I would have died. Not surprising to me though, the main "cause" for my constant sickness was smoke from cigarretes, and marijuana. Of course, that is the same thing that nearly killed me. From there, my health slowly got better, and afterwards, amongst friends, family, and associates. All I knew was drugs.
Now that's just the beginning, I went through times where my parents nearly got divorced because of my mothers drinking, my sister who never said she'd touch drugs... got into Marijuana, cigarretes, and alcohol. Seems inevitable? I beg to differ, I've never gotten even close to smoking, smoking marijuana, and I drink very little, and only common drinks. My best friends? Potheads. and they drink and smoke. Although with every offer i've gotten from friends, family, family friends, and damn near everyone I know. I've never smoked marijuana or cigarrettes.
Now I highly doubt, that the drugs have any influence over my opinion on them, i've had experience with them, and i've been the one to clean peoples pipes, serve them drinks, and deal with their general bullshit for my entire life. About all I can say, is there is nothing wrong with Marijuana, that I have ever noted. The only thing is, use "common sense" when smoking around children, and be responsible. But u'll never see me smoking it.
Wanna hear more stories? With more detail? I can show you the true meaning of pain, and anger. It's a litle more obvious now why I call myself HeLLMasteRHeLL, but if you wanted the true reason... lmao...
Well in my current situation, you would think I'd hate drugs in many cases, I hate them to the point that I wont use many of them, and other than that, kill yourself, see if I give a shit. Honestly wtf do people even care for? Someone wants to smoke a damn blade of grass, or a fricken leaf off a tree, get high from marijuana or kill themselves of an overdose of meds? Let them. To be honest, I can't think of one family member I have, excluding the extremely young ones, which would be most of my cousins and niece, every one of them does some sort of drug, excluding the ones in food, like caffeine. My grandma is a pill popper, my sister is an alcoholic, my mother is an alcoholic and a pothead, my uncles are, my dad is, I can go on lol.
There that's my "opinion" on drugs... do whatever the heck they want, I still believe Marijuana should be legalized, and cigarretes banned... doesnt matter much though, we're all choosing the way we're gunna die anyway...
