… and it really helps with my depression.
I’m a 28-year-old living in Las Vegas. I was first “diagnosed” as clinically depressed when I was 12 years old; but I feel like I’ve been sad most of my life.
Up until recently, my life was completely shut down by my depression – I never got dressed, left my room, ate… there was some self-harm… I was consumed with thought of suicide and self-mutilation, but I managed not to act…
I entered out-patient treatment 3 months ago. On anti-depressants which seem to be helping… but, the real life-style change I’ve made is smoking weed from sun-up till bed time.
I’ve liked pot since I was 16 – and would smoke on a daily basis in college – but I was never a “heavy” smoker; at least not the the extreme degree I am now.
I feel an emotional (medicinal) benefits from smoking; relaxation, general good temperament, hunger (which is great, because I never want to eat), and just… the ability to find simple, distracting pleasure in so many different things.
Granted, my life is far from great — I’m still going through a huge transition and trying to get my shit together… but, I felt like ya’ll should know that this works for me. I’ve found a lot of comfort with the mother herb. She’s helped my depression and maybe she can give you some moments of reprieve, too.
Smoke ’em if you got ’em — especially before killing yourself.
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Rick James said it with his track “Mary Jane”. I’ve never smoked the stuff myself, but I can appreciate the fondness that people have for that “good”.
No shit, man. “Smoke ’em if you got ’em.”
Shit, I should go on a snow bender sometime. Destroy the clubs, wake up in the cells, all that good shit. Hah.
I’ve never went ski-ing; I heard how much fun it was and was scared to go down that path.
Weed makes everything so much… more tolerable. And fuck, these Golden Grahams would not taste this good right now, either.
First time I took a trip down “the Slopes” was at school; shit, I never felt more alive. I was on and off the stuff for about three years till I was employed. Haven’t touched it in almost five years now.
I’d heard how the kush has that effect on you, and the fact my fuckin’ cousin always munched back MY fuckin’ snacks. Ha. But it’s all good, whatever gets you through the day.
hahah. Nice, I partied hard throughout school, too. But more drinking and the occasional psychedelics.
Weed really will soften the jagged truths of life. And, I don’t know, it sounds like a lot of the kids on this site are… just that, kids.
This may be the worst / best advice possible to give a kid, but I remember feeling super depressed and having suicidal ideations in in junior high… and I’d never smoked or anything like that then – and, truthfully, it’s probably a terrible idea to be a heavy smoker at that age… but if you’ve never tried it, and your suicidal, I don’t care how old you are – I think getting stoned is a sweet alternative to cashing in the chips.
Sound advice that comes from experience. I’ll keep that in mind for a little further on down the track. I remember swearing never to touch that green but meh…current circumstances would say otherwise. I guess we all need a release from everyday dramas, no matter our age.
Tell you what: if I ever do decide to toke it up; I’ll do so in your honour.
Take it easy out there.
Hahahah. I’ll gladly take that honorary toke. Be well, my man. Hope you find peace in what ails you.
I also smoked everyday from wake up to bedtime for a year straight. It would make me feel so creative and my anxiety would cease but I was craving it so bad when I wasn’t on it I needed it to function. I started Wellbutrin and my craving left and I didn’t smoke cold turkey. I didn’t have no want for it at all. It was odd. A few months later I gave it a try again and I thought I was dying. It was a panic attack of all panic attacks. I was aware of what it was but secretly I was hoping I was having a heart attack and that I would just die because there was no pain. Just fear. I woke up the next day disappointed to be there. I smoke now occasionally and I find now it makes me feel like dying every time. I keep doing it in hopes that I will be impulsive someday and just do it.
The only problem with weed is the laws, and how you feel when access is interrupted.
Weed is one of my 2 favorite things that life can offer. But i haven’t had any at all in almost 2 years.
If i could grow my own weed, smoke it myself, and not have to worry about getting piss tested or arrested, I WOULD BE FINE.
But instead, i’m going to end up killing myself, because this world sucks just too much, and i’m tired of it.
Stop being afraid and do what will make you happy. Simple
Everyone on this thread should smoke some tonight. Just saying, great idea.
if i had it i’d smoke it.
But having weed requires either buying it with money illegally, or growing it, illegally, and in either case, carries the risk of unjust incarceration.
I’m not “afraid,” i’m smart. I avoid doing things that i’m pretty sure i can’t get away with.
Living in paranoia and anxiety that guys with guns and body armor could show up at my home unannounced, kick in my door and shoot my dogs (of which only one is actually mine), harass and assault my family, put me in a cage and take all my stuff…
…just because i want to smoke a plant…
Is just too much. I cannot respect such a system, or anyone who would contribute to that system, until the cannabis laws are corrected. Punishing anyone for cannabis anything, is completely invalid and wrong. IT’S WRONG! And yet, our own gov’t pays people to enforce laws we do not want, which were only passed due to bribery and lobbying from groups and persons bearing an obvious and documented conflict of interest.
So the only other option is to buy it, and i have no way of doing that at this time, or even in the foreseeable future.
Nah man, you can get some good stuff from your buddy and smoke it in your house and no one is going to come lock you up. If, god forbid, you were caught, and you weren’t selling – all they would do is hit you with some fines. Even if you’re over 18.
plus it’s on it’s way to being legalized.