For a lot longer than I’m really willing to recognize, my sister has been after me to try marijuana.
Obviously, she and I share DNA and genes and all that.
As different as we are, we both share a propensity for anxiety that leads to depression. And the depression leads to misery. She was actually much more anchored by this weight than I was when we were young. I had ambition that kept driving me and helped me to swallow the fear and the anxiety. But my sister went the other route. She followed a passion for creativity in college. She also found recreational marijuana in college as well. And that’s where she started to really come to terms with her anxiety. She told me, even all those years ago, that sativa strains and even indica and some hybrid strains really helped her work on her anxiety. And she told me how and in great detail. Not only did the sativa strains immediately lift and enhance her mood, the cannabis helped her have a better look at the root of her anxiety. I didn’t listen because using cannabis was for stoners who weren’t even trying. Once medical marijuana was passed, I was truly suffering to the point of not getting to work and isolating myself so profoundly. My sister came to get me and helped me get a medical marijuana card. I was too completely damaged to resist. That medical marijuana card may have very possibly saved my life. I know for sure that cannabis products like blue dream have definitely given me back my life. And it’s a life that is committed to understanding myself and my anxiety better.