So me and hree friends were at my house before leavingfor a school football game. My mom had just left, so we decided to smoke a ciggarrette each before we left. Well mother obviously forgot something and came back only to find all four of us lit up on the porch. She told me to put them all out and left. I was blown away that she didn't flip out.... but that was probably because she was late for the game. Then, when I got home she basically told me to never do it again, and she's trusting me with quitting by myself, and "if I break that trust" she'll get me some help to stop... which I think means she'll be punishing me, or rehab, or something dumb. And she told me since she's paying the bills and its her house, that she doesn't want it happening. I completely understand... but I don't think I'll just be able to stop. Weed has helped SOOO much with my depression, and makes meditation easier, as well as raised my grades... but she doesn't know I smoke weed, and I don't know if I should tell her. It sucked too, because there's no real excuse for smoking a fucking cigarrette, but when she asked, I didn't simply want to say, "Because I wanted to smoke something, and didn't want to smoke my weed before going out" So she has no idea about the weed, and I don't know if I'll tell her. But she told me to stop smoking and is making it sound like I'll be kicked out of the house if I don't stop. Those friends came back over after the game, and decided it would be the last hoo-rah, and one of them had a bit of dro, so we smoked that first, and I swear, I hadn't been THAT high since my first time.... it was fucking great. Man it was fun. I'm sure when my depression kicks in she'll be wondering what's wrong, and after she asks constantly, I'll probably just flip out and tell her because I had been smoking weed for the last six months straight, and that's what kept me in normal moods all day, and now I can't. Her offer will be to take me to a phsyciatrist(sp) which I'll turn down... those drugs make me nervous. Ha, and in the car, she was talking about how cigs WILL kill me NO MATTER WHAT. And then, she was like, "And drugs! Drugs, will kill you ALOT more faster than cigarrettes will" and that was the point where I decided I'd atleast wait a bit to tell my mother I smoked weed. And like... a week ago, I said that I had almost gotten caught so many times, and was saying how I was thinking it would happen soon.
Umm.. what does pot have to do with your mom?! You are talking about her catching you with a cigarette right? She doesn't have to know about the pot. You won't quit unless you're ready by the way. I always wanted to smoke cigarettes when I was younger, and ended up with a bad addiction. It was extremely tough to quit, and the only thing that made me stop was having my baby. I wanted to breast feed so I couldn't smoke while doing that so I had to stop. And as for pot.. if you've been doing it for the past 6 months without her knowing it then just keep doing it. Don't worry about getting kicked out. You're only 16 and mom's don't like to do this usually.
Wait? You said she could possibly send to rehab for smoking a fucking cigarette? That sucks. Luckily for me, my mom is a chain smoker and she doesn't care that I smoke cigarettes. And she knows that I smoke weed but forbids me to do it in the house but I do it anyways but she gets pissed when she finds out (my twin sis is a snitch however.) She doesn't mind if I go off the property and do it though. I mean...she does but she doesn't. Weed helps with my depression too. A hell of alot better than the fucking antidepressants are. Those have never worked for me so I'm self medicating with weed although my psychologist (I think that's what she is; she's the one who prescribes me those horrid meds) tells me I shouldn't because it "doesn't interact good with your medication in your brain." I really don't care if it's true or not because weed is what works for me and I don't give a fuck what anyone has to say otherwise (to put it bluntly.) Oh and keep it a secret for as long as you can.
Weed helps with depression but it's a crutch just like any other drug, and when you stop /can't smoke weed it comes back about 8 times worse. I was never one to try to pull that "it's my medicine" garbage I like to get high because it's fun and I like being high. However, looking at myself now as opposed to before I have anxiety out the ass and I do get moody, none of this happened on weed, but the weed just covered it up it didn't cure it. If your going to off yourself tomorrow by all means smoke an ounce, but don't think you can cover your problems up forever with a little bud.
cracker531: keep it a secret as long as you can? Doesn't seem like the best advice. You might not believe the kinds of doors that were opened the first time I talked to my mom about smoking pot. I waited til I was a senior in high school but I wish I would have done it sooner, from then on out it was like, we could joke about pot/drugs and not be awkward cause I wasn't hiding anything. I don't suggest hiding it.
if she doesn't know you're smokin weed, then why tell her? i duobt she'll kick you out. she might just give you the same talk she did about ciggs, or she might put you in rehab. maybe she won't even care. maybe she'll ground, or label you a lost cause. but i don't think she'll kick you out. if she finds out, promise you'll stop. and either stop, or you better get reeaaaaaaaaall sneaky. i totally understand you on the twin sis thing, cracker. my twin sister is a bitch. she found weed in my room once and i think 10 seconds went by from the time of her discovery to the time my mom had it.
let her send you to the shrink. doctor patient privileges, except for suicidal/ homicidal thoughts. or do your research, and come out with it. im sorry that she isnt being "cool" about shit, but some parents are like that. and I know you can quit smoking... I believe in You!
Parents are divorced. I'm pretty sure she won't tell him. But I'm not really worried because he can't do anything ssince I never go to his house. Even though he lives about 20 minutes away
Jesus Christ. So she walked in while I wqas sleeping and woke me up about two hours ago.... apparently, a firend that got caught with me, tikd someone my sister knows that we got caught with weed instead, so my mother then thought that I was smoking weed the other day, then we got into a huge arguement about me smoking weed and some other shit... I was mainly keeping my mind on the tv behind her. She told me no more weed either, and I'm never allowed in my treehouse, and that was a huge blow because that's where I meditate twice daily. My choices are stop or move out, and she offered to send me to rehab if I feel I need it. I'll decide in time if I decide to A. Stop smoking everything ever. B. Lie and eventually get caught and kicked out(She'd want me to simply move to someone else's house, but I'd probabaly end up just going out on my own) C. Go ahead and move out now and either go with a family member... but I definitely won't do that because that's pathetic moving houses because you smoke weed. D. Or just die That was a joke. And no non-school related activities for a month... which means absolutely nothing to me. I still have an entire dub left. I'm trying to decide if I should just smoke it all at once to take away temptation, or to give it to someone who really wanrs it at school, or just save it for rainy days...
I don't think she is allowed to 'kick you out'. Even if she is...not gonna happen unless she has somewhere to send you. Tell her you'll quit...and don't get caught!
I'm so high right now. Well, it turned out my mom DID tell my dad. He came to the house tonight to take me out to dinner. I was miserable the WHOLE time. And he NEVER brought it up... until like the drive home, so then it was like a weird-car-turned-off-infront-of-the-house talk which lasted two hours. He ended up giving me a stupid Anthony Robbins book, because after calling my mother, a "Ignorant Fucking Republican" I guess she told him she believes I don't stand behind anything I believe in, I just like to follow the cool ways for no reason... its called "Awaken the Giant Within" Then, right after he left, I sprinted up to my treehouse to smoke before my mom got home Ha
Might be something of value in that book. Even if it's not what they wanted you to get from it. Maybe you should read it stoned. lol
You should tell her the alcohol her and her husband comsume is pure poisen to the kidneys and liver and how cigarettes are the number 1 killing drug in america, yet marijuana has not one single death related incident.....
I told her all the facts about marijuana. She still didn't care and just basically sneared at me for thinking something so dumb... when its obviously true. Idon't know if I already said this, but after she DID snear like that, I called her an, "Ignorant fucking republican" and that of course she wouldn't listen to what anyone else had to say. But NOW... my dad texted me today during class saying, "You're mom and I talked, and she said that she told you that you either quit or you can't live there anymore. Do you need a place to stay?" I think I'm going to take him up on that offer. I see it really immature simply moving houses because I smoke and I don't want to stop... that's not why I'm moving. My mom pisses me off so much on a daily basis with her ignorance and sensitivity to anything I say. She turns everything I say around into sounding like I was saying it against her, and so for the last year and a half I've just been aviding any conversation with her that isn't extremely necessary... I think I'll like the move.
keep doing what makes you feel good. weed is a great balence. and a quick escape but sooner or later it wont solve everything
