I worried I would become a pothead.

One of my biggest concerns about using medical marijuana was that I would become a pothead.

I remember seeing some of my friends sitting around half stoned. They were barely coherent and always teasing me for being goody-two-shoes. I had no wish to be a goody-two-shoes, but I didn’t want to be a pothead. I ended up being the odd-man-out who drank soda, drove everyone home who couldn’t drive, and had a good time. There was something sobering and fun, watching supposed adults make total fools of themselves, and laughing at nothing. I didn’t need drugs to give me a natural high. I was a naturally happy person and I wanted to laugh at my mishaps and not get drunk or high so I could complain to everyone else. When I had my car accident, I didn’t blame anyone. I wanted to get through my therapy and learn how to walk again. Unfortunately, even though I was walking, I was still in a lot of pain, and the doctor said it was always going to be there. I had a lot of nerve damage, that would take time to heal, if it ever healed. To help with the pain, I was given several different pain killers, but they made me sick. As a last ditch effort for relief, I inquired about medical cannabis. I had heard that medical cannabis had been doing wonders for people with chronic pain and illnesses. I forgot about my worries about becoming a pothead when I did a lot of research on medical marijuana. It was going to be like a science project finding the right products and doses, but I was willing to try it.

 

I worried I would become a pothead.