So here's the thing...
A while back, when we (and by we, I mean I) were constructing the second location of the store, my life was something of a spiral. I was working 10 hour days at the old store, spending another 5 hours a night painting, assembling and creating the new store, money was tight, I had scripts due, was just exploring living with another human, and the list of "woe is me" bullshit goes on.
So, I was stressed. I was eating poorly, sleeping little, and absolutely ground down.
Now, for a lot of people, this kind of thing leads to being tired, or cranky or just plain wiped out. For me, it leads to anger. Anger and fury with no real direction which, as exemplified by my past, is rarely a good thing. In fact it usually leads to me doing very stupid things and losing a great many things I hold dear.
What to do?
In this case I was visited by a couple of friends during this time. Friends who are as close to family as friends can be without sharing DNA. Their suggestion was "have you tried smoking weed?"
Now, I smoked some weed when I was younger and it was fun, but I had left all that behind me when I gave up drinking. I had grown to really dislike the "weed culture" too, where everything in a person's life is about weed and they can't do anything without getting high first. Not really as a result of an addiction, just more a pretentious offshoot of hipsterism. I have never been good with smoke (I cough like a bitch) and rolling joints is an art lost on me. I was also not keen on the idea of trying to find some scumbag kid to by a dime bags from.
What was presented to me however was none of this. They showed me how a vaporizer works (almost smokeless) and explained that there are much better ways to get the weed itself. Ways that were outside of the scumbag kid with bags of skunk weed. Actual adults with good stuff, who understand that no one really likes dealing with dirtbags.
This was all news to me. It might have been common knowledge, but I had no idea.
So for Christmas, these same friends gave me an absolute pile of weed (named "Romulan" which they thought I'd get a kick out of) and I bought a vaporizer.
And I love it.
I really enjoy just working the vape and getting mellow. I don't get high like I remember, just calmer and more serene. Which makes perfect sense because this friend who turned me on to it started smoking weed himself because of high anxiety.
I still don't recommend it for kids (I'm 32, if I'm in for the night I'm in for the night lol) but as an adult, I've found that a) I can handle it better, and b) with a more mature approach to it I can enjoy it more and not have it be the be all and end all that some make it out to be.
And since I've started smoking weed? I find that I'm a much nicer and easier person to deal with. The side of me that would get mad at others for not doing their jobs, or be discouraging to new ideas and input (Yeah, I'm kind of a prick that way sometimes) has taken a back seat and I find I can approach things with a clear head and heart. Which is ironic I know lol. I think it has less to do with "getting high" and looking at things and more to do with "evening out" so that I can objectively look at things.
So, I smoke weed now. I don't know why I just blogged all that. I just kinda wanted to put it out there, and here's really the only place my Mom won't see it.
A while back, when we (and by we, I mean I) were constructing the second location of the store, my life was something of a spiral. I was working 10 hour days at the old store, spending another 5 hours a night painting, assembling and creating the new store, money was tight, I had scripts due, was just exploring living with another human, and the list of "woe is me" bullshit goes on.
So, I was stressed. I was eating poorly, sleeping little, and absolutely ground down.
Now, for a lot of people, this kind of thing leads to being tired, or cranky or just plain wiped out. For me, it leads to anger. Anger and fury with no real direction which, as exemplified by my past, is rarely a good thing. In fact it usually leads to me doing very stupid things and losing a great many things I hold dear.
What to do?
In this case I was visited by a couple of friends during this time. Friends who are as close to family as friends can be without sharing DNA. Their suggestion was "have you tried smoking weed?"
Now, I smoked some weed when I was younger and it was fun, but I had left all that behind me when I gave up drinking. I had grown to really dislike the "weed culture" too, where everything in a person's life is about weed and they can't do anything without getting high first. Not really as a result of an addiction, just more a pretentious offshoot of hipsterism. I have never been good with smoke (I cough like a bitch) and rolling joints is an art lost on me. I was also not keen on the idea of trying to find some scumbag kid to by a dime bags from.
What was presented to me however was none of this. They showed me how a vaporizer works (almost smokeless) and explained that there are much better ways to get the weed itself. Ways that were outside of the scumbag kid with bags of skunk weed. Actual adults with good stuff, who understand that no one really likes dealing with dirtbags.
This was all news to me. It might have been common knowledge, but I had no idea.
So for Christmas, these same friends gave me an absolute pile of weed (named "Romulan" which they thought I'd get a kick out of) and I bought a vaporizer.
And I love it.
I really enjoy just working the vape and getting mellow. I don't get high like I remember, just calmer and more serene. Which makes perfect sense because this friend who turned me on to it started smoking weed himself because of high anxiety.
I still don't recommend it for kids (I'm 32, if I'm in for the night I'm in for the night lol) but as an adult, I've found that a) I can handle it better, and b) with a more mature approach to it I can enjoy it more and not have it be the be all and end all that some make it out to be.
And since I've started smoking weed? I find that I'm a much nicer and easier person to deal with. The side of me that would get mad at others for not doing their jobs, or be discouraging to new ideas and input (Yeah, I'm kind of a prick that way sometimes) has taken a back seat and I find I can approach things with a clear head and heart. Which is ironic I know lol. I think it has less to do with "getting high" and looking at things and more to do with "evening out" so that I can objectively look at things.
So, I smoke weed now. I don't know why I just blogged all that. I just kinda wanted to put it out there, and here's really the only place my Mom won't see it.
krito:
thank for the friend request .. kisses XOXO