““I didn’t realize that there would always be something influencing my decisions and weighing in on my life. At this moment weed was calling the shots and the desire to win approval from others controlled most of what I did. These were my idols, the things I functionally relied on to carry me through the hardships of life. I loved my weed, its dark, robust smell, the resounding buzz I got after smoking it that made my heart flutter and my mind fuzz. I didn’t give a flip that it was ruling me. I didn’t give a flip about anything. YOLO… DGAF…””
