Peace, peace, peace... I cannot begin before first sending my greetings and salutations to the Intergalactic Federation of Sun Possessors. Yeah... yeah-yeah, yeah... I haven't formally introduced myself here. My name is El. I'm 24-years-old, bipolar as fuck (been on tons of medications at heavy dosages, but not anymore). Anyway, I married a promiscuous rich woman after knowing her for one week. She's also bipolar (the night before we got married, she swallowed a shitload of my old Risperdol prescription). She blazes with me, though she's mainly a drinker. In between her mania, normalcy, and depression, she vacillates between going jay-for-jay with me and not wanting to smoke at all. She says she wants me to quit in two weeks time. I mean, I'm getting everything else: loyalty, pussy, cooked meals, money, etc. -- but FUCKING QUIT?!!!? Just wanted to share.
That's a pretty unfair demand. As long as your not hurting anyone, what's the big deal? Maybe she will change her mind in a few days or something?
I agree, sounds like she will change her mind. Just keep some around just in case, quit for a while, it wont hurt. I have cut way back because of my girlfriend but she is cool with it. I don't really give her a reason to make me quit. That would be a hard decision for me as well.
Sucks man. I wouldnt quit for anyone but the law and If I ever had a child. Fuck everyone else. My body, my lungs, my money, my weed.
yeah, you lucky sumabitch. If I can help it I will never get pregnant, and If I do, it wouldnt be for long. fuck that. My bro in law is quitting after his kid is born. I say smoke till she goes to school, then hide it, or eat it instead of smokin it and when the kid is old enough to reason, have a talk with her. but its their kid, their choice. all I know is, Im moving out soon coz I aint hiding my weed smoking. I hid it for 5 years, I aint going back.
Damn everyone just needs to get their heads out of their asses. I mean when you do McDonalds Monopoly you should be able to win weed. Like "oh shit, I bought a diet coke and won a 1/4 of Blueberry". America should all get together and grow enough pot so that no one has to pay for the product, it is just equally distributed to all who want it. I mean, why the fuck not. Then we could export our killer weed to some other country that doesn't have the funds to produce as much bomb pot.
That would be so fucking cool,I'm more than willing to pay for it and have been 2x a week for the last six years, but there is something way more pure about free headie HG's from a friend ..................Peace
I'm sure he has, but relationships should be built on mutual trust. No point in lying about things, especially to someone you're in a deep relationship with. You should try and compromise, maybe cut down a bit or do it when she's not around but don't hide it too much, just don't wave it in her face or be constantly blazed around her. There must be reasons for her wanting you to quit, speak to her about it and explain your feelings on the situation, maybe she'll understand?
It wouldn't be to hard to convince her to let you step outside for a quick joint probably, but that would still suck. It would be better if cannabis was something you experience together.
YEAH man I am Bi-polar as well, I change my mind about shit everyday-honestly though She probaly said what she did because of mood-swings which often coincide with one another Also, this might be a little dishonest in a way-but if you convince her that life goes on smoothly when tokin, and rough/acting uneasy when you're not maybe she'd be more apt to "allowing" you to
My buddies dad did just that. When he turned 18 he was like listen D I need to tell you something that I have been keeping from you untill I knew you were old enough to understand and handle it. He then told him he was a pot smoker, and explained how it helps him to level out and keep his head on his shoulders. After they had their discussion My friend pulled a Jay out of his pocket and goes "Dad I was just gonna take the dog for a walk, wanna join?" and the rest is history.