This week's SG homework from @sean and @missy and @rambo is "What is your biggest Vice"?
In short: SWEET SUCCULENT MARIJUANA.
In long:
The first time I tried smoking was with my lady friend Mar. We aren't friends any more because she broke my fucking heart. But, at the time, we were super close. We were about 16 at this time? I was having a sleep over at her house one night because we were working on a film project together, and we decided to go for a walk. I knew Mar had recently begun smoking the marijuanas, and she had brought a joint along with her. We stopped at a really nice river, and she sparked it.
I had always loved the smell, but had never thought to ask anyone to try. My boyfriend at the time didn't approve at all, and I kind of cared. But, there's a first time for everything, and I decided this would be the day I tried smoking for the first time.
She explained how to inhale, and bam. We smoked that first joint together. I didn't feel much the first time, as people will often tell you.
For some reason, this was a launching point of our night. The entire night was spent drinking, smoking weed, hotboxing cars, and we even crashed a party. The funny thing about all of this was before this happened, I was straight edge as can be. Not so much by choice, more so that I just didn't have opportunities to have fun with my peers. I wasn't very popular. I never got invited to parties. And then all of a sudden, MARIJUANA.
After that, it took about another year for me to smoke again. This time, it was with my best friend forever and ever, Alex Jayy, who is now among the stars <3
He got me, SO STONED. SO. STONED.
AND THEN HE SHOWED ME "COME TO DADDY" BY APHEX TWIN AND CHANGED MY LIFE.
From that point on, it was me and Alex. Until Graduation, and then he stayed one more year in HS and I moved to the Island for like 8 months. BUT. BUUUTTT... Eventually, everything came full circle, and one night we're having coffee and going for a walk. He had quite smoking while we were apart, and then he says, "So...I have some left over weed in the trunk..."
He busts out his pipe, we toke up, and never turned back! From that night on, and almost every night until he died, we would hang out. Go for walks, hikes, drives, listen to music and explore areas of town we never had before. We loved turning it up as loud as we could and getting stoned. It wasn't just about getting high, it was about making a plan- going on an adventure, and enhancing the experience with marijuana.
It was really hard to smoke without him at first. So when he died, I would roll joints and go for a walk to a spot by my house where we used to smoke and hang out. I'd smoke, just to be in the moment. Watch the sun set. Cry, and try to make sense of the hole that had been thrust through my heart and soul.
Then we moved out to closer to Downtown Vancouver, and I discovered a whole new world of Marijuana. Different strains, edibles, then concentrates moved in, medical marijuana, etc.
For those that don't know, I have a disorder called Ehlers Danlos Syndrome. I'm also developing Fibromyalgia (I have Myofascial pain syndrome atm) among many other ridiculous problems.
I subluxate daily, and dislocate often. My muscles are so tight that they pull my spine and ribs out of place every. single. day. This isn't something I tell for pity, this is something that I tell so you can have a grasp of what Medical Marijuana is doing for me in my life. One of the main reasons you see me smiling so much, and able to live a semi-kinda-sorta-normal existence, is because Medical Marijuana is a part of my natural-as-much-as-possible healthy living life! Other parts of it include diet/nutrition, exercise, physiotherapy, sunshine, buttercups, daisies, and lots of doctors and specialist appointments.
