I did a lot of homework before I bought my truck in 2008. I wanted bang for my buck. I wanted to get as much as I possibly could for one price. Initially, I was going to buy the Honda CRV, crossover, but I read that the vehicle didn't offer much by way of good gas mileage. Then I considered the Ford Escape Hybrid, but read that if taken on the highway, the fuel consumption was higher than the V6 model. Then I set my sights on the Honda Ridgeline pick-up truck. The gas mileage was great. It was a unibody, it rides great. It's all the comforts of a car, including a trunk located in the box. It had a lot of umph! Get up and go. I test drove the Ridgeline a number of times, then when the day came to buy, I went into the dealership, knowing exactly what I wanted, and called out "no bullshit". My research was so precise that when I requested the gold accents on the logo and name placard, I knew the order code.
So what does this have to do with coping with stress, anxiety and depression? I'll get to that eventually. My point is this. I don't do hardly anything without looking into every possible avenue. I want that umph. I want the most bang for my buck. I want to tackle everything efficiently. And I feel I have.
As stated in Chapter One, I suffer from something that I call "Seasonal Depression". I've never formally been diagnosed by my physician for depression, but I'm not a f*cking idiot. If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, there's a 99% chance (+/- 1%) that it's a f*cking duck! So if for more than ten years I've been gloomy, sad and depressed from Halloween through to just after my mom and sister's birthday's, chances are I suffer from depression.
This year I decided to try something new. I began listening to online podcasts about a year and a half ago, with a majority of it culminating in the last year. I listen to a great many different podcasters, of whom include, Adam Corolla, Kevin Smith & Scott Mosier, Ari Shaffir, Joe Rogan, and I especially like Bert Kreischer (though I constantly f*ck up the spelling of his name) and Doug Benson.
In addition to his love of movies, Doug Benson is a notorious pot smoker, and like Joe Rogan, promotes the positive medicinal attributes that marijuana provides. The more I listened, the more I began to wonder. I wondered if smoking marijuana would improve my "seasonal depression", so I set forth to do my due diligence. I researched the f*ck out of the benefits of smoking marijuana and any negatives that it might create. After all, inhaling smoke is not a naturally occurring phenomena, although the first nations people have been smoking different plants in their rituals for hundreds or even thousands of years, so... Who knows?
Everything I read on the subject reflected nothing but positivity, zero negatives, other than putting on a few pounds. So I moved forward with this "experiment" and yes. I'm coming out in this chapter of this blog series, that I smoke pot, but just for the medicinal purposes. I'm not a daily smoker. I only use it as needed. I've not used any in a couple of weeks, and the effects of not using have been tremendous. I've been sad and depressed for more than a week. My friend made a remark the other day and it broke my heart. I was truly hurt. That's my downfall. I can seem fine, then one off remark can send me spiraling and it's every ounce of courage to regain my composure. The remark was in reference to my blogs, my subject matter and though they were enjoyable, they were equally inappropriate. We've made amends, not that we were squabbling, but it's taken me every shred of confidence and will to dig myself out of this hole I find myself in. I think this is, in part, due to my not medicating myself. I have a lot of stress on my shoulders. Unemployment being one. Health issues are in the back of my mind. Loneliness, despite having a cat, is still loneliness.
Since starting this new chapter of smoking pot, I've found it beneficial in overcoming most of my "seasonal depression", the migraines that plague me throughout the colder months have been VERY few and far between, which I relish immensely, and much to my surprise, my asthma has improved, as well. I usually have to rely on one inhaler a month (roughly) to combat my breathing issues. During the more frequent usage of marijuana, my asthma was not an issue, hardly. Maybe a puff every other day. Put it this way. I got an inhaler just before Christmas, and I'm still on the same inhaler more than a month later. In recent weeks, with the decline of smoking, I've had to rely on it a little more, but it's still pretty impressive I think.
So I did my homework and got the best truck for me. I did my homework and got the best television SmartTV, that I could get. And I did my research to learn that marijuana in addition to a plethora of other advantages, also quashes my depression. I don't know why it's illegal. I really don't.
So what does this have to do with coping with stress, anxiety and depression? I'll get to that eventually. My point is this. I don't do hardly anything without looking into every possible avenue. I want that umph. I want the most bang for my buck. I want to tackle everything efficiently. And I feel I have.
As stated in Chapter One, I suffer from something that I call "Seasonal Depression". I've never formally been diagnosed by my physician for depression, but I'm not a f*cking idiot. If it looks like a duck and it quacks like a duck, there's a 99% chance (+/- 1%) that it's a f*cking duck! So if for more than ten years I've been gloomy, sad and depressed from Halloween through to just after my mom and sister's birthday's, chances are I suffer from depression.
This year I decided to try something new. I began listening to online podcasts about a year and a half ago, with a majority of it culminating in the last year. I listen to a great many different podcasters, of whom include, Adam Corolla, Kevin Smith & Scott Mosier, Ari Shaffir, Joe Rogan, and I especially like Bert Kreischer (though I constantly f*ck up the spelling of his name) and Doug Benson.
In addition to his love of movies, Doug Benson is a notorious pot smoker, and like Joe Rogan, promotes the positive medicinal attributes that marijuana provides. The more I listened, the more I began to wonder. I wondered if smoking marijuana would improve my "seasonal depression", so I set forth to do my due diligence. I researched the f*ck out of the benefits of smoking marijuana and any negatives that it might create. After all, inhaling smoke is not a naturally occurring phenomena, although the first nations people have been smoking different plants in their rituals for hundreds or even thousands of years, so... Who knows?
Everything I read on the subject reflected nothing but positivity, zero negatives, other than putting on a few pounds. So I moved forward with this "experiment" and yes. I'm coming out in this chapter of this blog series, that I smoke pot, but just for the medicinal purposes. I'm not a daily smoker. I only use it as needed. I've not used any in a couple of weeks, and the effects of not using have been tremendous. I've been sad and depressed for more than a week. My friend made a remark the other day and it broke my heart. I was truly hurt. That's my downfall. I can seem fine, then one off remark can send me spiraling and it's every ounce of courage to regain my composure. The remark was in reference to my blogs, my subject matter and though they were enjoyable, they were equally inappropriate. We've made amends, not that we were squabbling, but it's taken me every shred of confidence and will to dig myself out of this hole I find myself in. I think this is, in part, due to my not medicating myself. I have a lot of stress on my shoulders. Unemployment being one. Health issues are in the back of my mind. Loneliness, despite having a cat, is still loneliness.
Since starting this new chapter of smoking pot, I've found it beneficial in overcoming most of my "seasonal depression", the migraines that plague me throughout the colder months have been VERY few and far between, which I relish immensely, and much to my surprise, my asthma has improved, as well. I usually have to rely on one inhaler a month (roughly) to combat my breathing issues. During the more frequent usage of marijuana, my asthma was not an issue, hardly. Maybe a puff every other day. Put it this way. I got an inhaler just before Christmas, and I'm still on the same inhaler more than a month later. In recent weeks, with the decline of smoking, I've had to rely on it a little more, but it's still pretty impressive I think.
So I did my homework and got the best truck for me. I did my homework and got the best television SmartTV, that I could get. And I did my research to learn that marijuana in addition to a plethora of other advantages, also quashes my depression. I don't know why it's illegal. I really don't.
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