parents reactions

How did your parents react when they found out u smoked weed for the first time?
My mom had a nervous breakdown and sent me to live with my dad, and he sent me to a boarding school...and i told my mom i dont smoke it anymore (even though i do) So after next year im going back to live with her and she said if she ever catches me with drugs in the house that would be the end of me.

 

My mom didnt really seem to care when I told her...but keep in mind I was 24 at the time...
If my dad knew he would probably beg me for it all...shitty father. ::shrug::
-Rayn

 

The first time... Uhm, o ya, my mom found a box in my room with all these pipes bags and other shit, she didnt say anything except that i couldnt go outside, then later when my dad got home he just said that he has done everything i have and will ever do and that i just shouldnt do it anymore, and i got grounded a month, the 2nd time it was another month, 3rd 4th 5th and 6th time i didnt get in any trouble at all, i havent been caught in about 4 or 5 months now but if i did i would prolly be in some shit

 

my mom didnt even get mad she just talked to me and said everyone does it once and said dont do it again but i didnt listen

 

My mom gots real disappointed, but not too mad. She kept telling me that I was too young or something, I don't reall remeber seeing that I was pretty stoned. If I got caught with alcohol though, I be in a shit load of trouble since there are a ton a alocoholics in my family.

 

Well, the first time my parents found out I smoked is kind of an interesting tale.

See, my mom has problems with pain, and she's also had problems with opiate pain meds. Well, I had been smoking weed for a bout 3 months at the time, and I suggested that she smoked some to help her pain. She decided it was a good idea, and I bought a quarter for her.

Well, they didn't have anything to smoke it with, and I remember I had a paper in my bedroom that my friend had given me a long time ago. Now, the thing is, my friend gave me this paper before I even started smoking, and I gave it to my dad. He then said he didn't know how to roll, and I did the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life: I rolled a fat joint right in front of his eyes.

It was just a natural environment. I wasn't thinking, and then the question that killed it all came, "How long have you been smoking pot?" Before I could think of a lie, I answered 3 months.

They basically went on and on about how if I smoked pot, I would definitely do other drugs. Like it was some inevitable thing. They also claimed that because they're alcholics, I have some sort of alcholic gene that makes me more susceptible to become and alcoholic. Only, they didn't say it makes me more susceptible to become an alcholic, they said that it makes me susceptible to become addicted to weed. I tried to explain to thme that it's not an actual addiction and is just psychological, and they pissed me off when they said, "Yeah, so you won't know you're addicted."

Anyway, I don't care now days. I fake the test. The only thing I'm really pissed off about is that I've yet been able to repeat the joint rolling performance that I did that day.

 

The one time that I was caught, my older (read, very anti drug) brother came in and smelled it. It was about 2:30 in the morning. He started screaming at me, which resulted in him waking my mother up. After awhile of being screamed at I went back into my room, while my brother and mom talked about how he was sure that I was smoking pot. For the next week my mom would come in and yell at me at every chance that she got, until she either got over it or was conviced that it was enough. Other then that, nothing else happened.

 

Uh, nothing happened. They sort of let me make my own decisions. I still don't like being stoned around them though because they always KNOW, god damnit HOW DO THEY ALWAYS KNOW??

 

my mum knew straight away when i was stoned near her (shes smokes casually) and she jsut said 'you cant afford it, you better not be paying for it form your savings! if you could get to school on time and do all your work it wouldnt be a problem'

she found a baggie with a leaf in it (rather careless of me actually) and told me off but not much. shes casual about it.

thank god lol. i cant wait to smoke -with- her now lol.

 

my mom asked me and i told her she kinda flipped out, but my uncle told her it wasnt anything ot worry about, now she doesnt like it, but excets it, tried to get her to, but she wont

 

ya my mom said she could have dealed with it if I was 18 or 19...because she "saw it coming" but she was like you're only 14, thats way too young..

 

I never got into any trouble w/ it. My mom used to get disappointed but she chilled w/ it not. And my dad doesn't talk about it much but when he does he makes it seem like im a dirt bag because he feels he became one in high school when he started smoking pot... it pisses me off because he makes some fucked up comments about me, but I don't care. I kind of control my parents.

 

chills with it now** is what i should of said. As in shes more laid back about it.

 

It was fucked up. My grandma was living with us at the time, which was fucking hell. Not only cause I could'nt smoke, but she was always fucking around her and him would fucking scheme and talk about me and shit. She would be like, "ryan what do you want for dinner?" and I would start to talk, and my dad would just barge in and tell her what I wanted. Well, it was this way with weed. So I was in my drive way talking to my grandmother about farming. Well, we ended up on weed and I said, "It is'nt so bad, not at all what people make it out to be". She agreed with me. She said she knew it was'nt so bad. So later that night, she's in my dad's room talking to him, and they call me in. They're all like, "Are you smoking weed?!?" all serious like I need fucking help or something. So I start laughing, cause it was really hilarious. I thought they were joking. So they yell and scream, I'm crying by the end of the night because they had been screaming all night at me. Then my fucking grandmother cries and all that, "how can you do this to me!!". It's like I did'nt do shit to either of them. I'm minding my own damn buisness. So the next day, I call my mom, and she tells me that my grandma is going to stay "as long as it takes to get him off the dope". What bullshit. Get out my house bitch! So after that day, they have'nt said anything. My dad is out of his mind though, I don't have to bother about sneaking around or anything. Like the other day, he came in the house, "What's that smell? What's that smell? Were you smoking dope? Burning Insense??". I had'nt done either. I did'nt even know what the hell he was talking about, I could smell a thing. Then today, I had a bag with a toe-nail trimmer in it sitting in the tub, and he was like, "is this weed?!?!" I'm says I do, "IT'S A FUCKING TOE- NAIL TRIMMER!!" He can't even tell a fucking metal toe-nail trimmer from a bag of grass. Jesus christ.
Anyways. My mom's cool. She did'nt even have to ask, she just knew; she's a mom, that's what she does. I wanna smoke with her, but she has high blood pressure and she has panic attacks. I'll come home high, and instead of yelling at me or threatening me, she'll make me a glass of kool-aid or chocolate milk, ask me if I want anything to eat, stuff like that. Nice stuff. Too bad I don't live with her.

 

I think i never told them they just allways knew and i have never been confronted about it ... i have been smokeing scince i was 13 and ... oh wait yes they did ha ha .. ha ha .. but it was only because i borrowed money to by 3 ounce's but didnt tell them what i bought XD

But seriously just tell them when the time is right but make sure they either drink alcahol or smoke tobacco because then you really have something on them lol
Far worse horrible drugs like speed coke crack alchahol and tobacco oh and caffeine. all the rest pretty much are great (IMHO)

P.S. I have a friend whos whole family smokes weed but heres the great part your not allowed to bring any tobacco in XD everything else is fine just to cig's

anyways got to run im running out of Chinaware and tarpolin

 

first time my Dad came across a baggie of leaf in my drawers- he just spoke to me about it and how i should stop.

next few times i was caught they found bongs and pipes in my room, they were pretty pissed off.
next time had finished work and went for a session in the park with sum work mates, got really really stoned- abit too stoned. my dad, unkown to me, was picking me up from work because the night b4 sum of my mates got into a huge fight and my parents r pretty overprotective, neway he picked me up and knew i was stoned. he said the next time he caught me he would march me down to the police station.
the next time i actually got caught by the cops and got a juvenille caution. that was probaly the most pissed off ive ever seen my dad

 

Ive been caught with weed, pipes, bongs, and alcohol. I never have really got in trouble. Its more that theyre concerned. They dont flip out on me or anything. I feel bad about it all usually. They always tell me not to be smoking now when i leave the house.

 

talk about overreaction. I had one close call before where my parents almost found out, but luckily i had skipped school that day and smoked all my shit(there was a drugbust that day and someone said that i had weed). i was arrested once before for being high, but the cops thought i was just drunk and didnt even call my parents. but then, on may 5th, some kid was caught on tape smokin' a joint and he ended up telling on everybody. every fuckin person that smoked weed in our little group. not just weed, but all the other drugs, and it had to be someone close to us, because the school and cops knew about all the dealing and who had sold and done what. that day i happened to have weed on me(haha what a coincidence) and i got pulled out of class and walked to the office by one of the ass. principals and a pig. I just gave them the bag, I didnt feel like getting handcuffed. But then I told the pig i wasnt gonna say shit, and that i was gonna rape his mom if he didnt shut the fuck up. and I swore alot. what I didnt know is that they were taping the whole thing. My mom had been called to the school, and when she got there that fuckin pig pulled out his walkman and played the whole thing again. haha that was fun. my mom started crying and all i said was "why do you care so much its not like im gonna die from smokin weed", or something like that. then that bitch principal Winger said that I need to be put in some rehab place, which cant legally happen to me unless its court ordered, and it cant be courtordered for a first offense of marijuana. When i got home my mom sat there crying, and i just rolled my eyes and my dad yelled and yelled but I honestly didnt hear a single word he said. then they didnt talk to me for a long ass time, which i didnt mind too much. they dont mention it now, and I still joke with my mom about weed like i used to, but then yesterday i turned to a cheech & chong movie on comedy central and my dad walked in before he went to work and hesaid something like "they are nothing but dope, change the channel you dont wanna see that shit" i told him it was just a movie and it escalated into a big fight, with him yelling at me "you anti amerikan commy bastard" and repeatedly calling me a "pothead who will never amount to anything blah blah blah" and then he childlishly ran off yelling some stupid shit. anyways(lol), my mom is pretty cool about it, shes against it cuz its illegal and supposedly its in the bible that makes it a sin, but i told her whenever i smoked and still joke about it. my dad is another story, hes always been abusive, either physically or mentally, and this weed thing was just more fuel for him. but hey whatever, next summer im gone.

 

some of you guys have shit positions. specially you soul.. but dude have you been changing your story or have i got mixed up caus im sure you said you did drugs heaps from young age wihtout parental problems.. but anyway

i stillfind it interesting to see how alcohol is seen as such a drug in places in america, its so acceptable here in australia.

my mum treats weed like alcohol now, jsut more expensive, so shes like 'you cant go buying all this alcohol, and especially grass' (i used to buy lots of scotch caus i drank it lots for the first half of this year)

 

[my mum treats weed like alcohol now, jsut more expensive, so shes like 'you cant go buying all this alcohol, and especially grass' (i used to buy lots of scotch caus i drank it lots for the first half of this year)[/QUOTE]
i wish my mum was like that!