It's not a secret that I hide from anyone. It's just a matter of fact. A part of the lifestyle I choose to live, these days. Years ago, before it was formally legalized, I would partake in the consumption of marijuana on a extremely part time basis. If a friend had some, we'd share a joint. Later on, I found a supplier and decided to do my own experimentation.
I suffer from seasonal depression. It's something I've battled for more years than I can count. Not something that my family or closest peers were ever aware of. I'm not an idiot, doing my due diligence before moving forward and learning that cannabis can reduce or even eliminate depression. So that first winter, I smoked whenever I was feeling down and it perked me right up. Sadly, the more I learned about cannabis, the more I realized that my "supplier" knew nothing. When I made my last purchase from him, I asked if it was a Sativa or an Indica strain and he blankly looked at me and told me he didn't know what either of those words meant.
Sativa is the strain that perks you up and Indica is the strain that mellows you the f**k out. Easiest way to remember is what I learned from the comedian, Doug Benson, who quoted "Indica is like 'in-da-couch'."
In the end, I'm not sure what it was that I received from the "supplier", but rest assured, the depression was suppressed. So imagine my joy when marijuana was legalized in Canada. The ease of walking into a legitimate business and conducting myself in an open manner. Plus, now dealing with people who not only know the good and bad effects of the merchandise they're selling. Nowadays, I'm able to customize the effects that I hope to achieve upon consumption. Back in the old days, it was like spinning the tumbler on a six-shooter in a game of Russian Roulette. Spark up and hope for the best. One night, as I recall, I was quite gleeful, as I cooked up about 2lbs of bacon and consumed it all. Another time, I got horribly sick, almost like I'd had an allergic reaction. I couldn't function for about a week.
These days, I choose to go the route of vaping the cannabis. It's easier and more compact. I don't have to empty the chamber and clean my unit every time I wish to smoke dried product as I do with my one device, but simply screw the vape cartridge into the battery I purchased and I'm off to the races.
Gone are the munchies, although I do keep a supply of snacks on hand that require little, if any, effort to prepare, so there's no danger of burning down my house. No more anxiety or depression. All that is left is relaxation, happy times and a flurry of ideas and expressions. The stuff that makes me laugh like an idiot, I often will share to Facebook and Twitter. Share my idiocy with the world, hoping that no one will steal any of it.
Sadly, there is also a downside... It's nothing dangerous, mind you, but simply inconvenient. Prime example is last night. I was inspired to write a genius blog. I had the introduction written in my head. I had many musings and references to make and even a title, which is usually the most difficult factor to come up with, aside from subject matter. I'd consumed just enough cannabis to know, however, that I was unable to write anything last night, for fear it'd come out like gibberish. Even now, I question how legitimate this blog sounds, and I'm 100% clean and sober and the moment.
I'm not afraid to admit to smoking dope. It's not illegal. Hell, cannabis, despite all the idiot warning labels that the government imposes onto packaging, marijuana is not dangerous to your health. Cannabis is a necessary tool that I use to escape my demons and depression. That is all. Well.... It IS fun, too. I won't lie about that.
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