Lately, there has been a lot of stress in my life. I’m not sure what I am going to do to alleviate some of it, because I used to go to the gym, but there isn’t any time or extra funds for that anymore. Everything was fine until my husband walked out on me. Now I have two jobs, two kids to raise, and a home that I can’t afford. I’m not sure what to do so I cry all of the time, and I get angry quickly. I went to the doctor to see if there was anything I could do and he gave me antidepressants and anxiety relievers. I was telling him that I was worried about taking these meds, but he said I had to relax. I read about the different possible reactions and about the warnings that went with taking those pills and it scared me more than the stress I was under. While reading about the precautions, reactions and warnings of the antidepressant, I also saw an article about medical marijuana and how it was safer and it works better. We live in a state where medical marijuana is legal and I went to a smoke shop. I asked the man about how well it worked and what I should try. He gave me a small bag of what looked like gummy bears. He said to start with just a half of one since I had never used marijuana. If that didn’t work, I could always use the whole one. I was worried about getting and he assured me this wouldn’t happen. His assurance didn’t really help, so I decided to wait until the weekend and eat the gummy when no one else was home.
My cousin is kind of a weird dude. I love him dearly and I think that he is very cool, but he isn’t like anyone I know. He doesn’t want or need the same things that everyone else his age, is looking for. He is happy with his bicycle and he says that cars are just a possession that he doesn’t need. My aunt gets a bit upset with him and her nicest thing to say is that he marches to a beat only he can hear. That is about it, because that is how he is. Charlie is also a bit of a pothead. He loves smoking pot and he really doesn’t care who knows it. He says if they don’t like it, then they can leave his house. He lives in his own apartment, and he feels he has the right to do what he wants when he is the one paying the bills. A couple weeks ago, Charlie told me that he was going to be moving to the West Coast. He said he is tired of all of the narrow-minded people who live here. He says they all need to get the stick out and realize that what he is using is healthier than doctor prescribed sedatives and antidepressants. He calls them hypocrites because they are using all of those drugs, but he shouldn’t be using marijuana. He plans on taking a job in one of the smoke joints where they sell marijuana. He is hoping to one day be able to open his own smoke shop. I really hope it works out for him, but I will miss him.
I can’t believe how stressful my life has become since my divorce. There is just so much going on and I can’t seem to think straight. I have two young children who need to constantly be at different places. I have taken on two job in an effort to raise those children properly. I am also trying to maintain a house by myself. I used to be able to go to the gym and workout. That was always my way of relaxing and destressing, but that is no longer in my schedule. I am living on the edge, and I don’t know what to do. I talked to my doctor and right away he wanted to give me these chemicals that were said to help with depression and anxiety. After I saw all of the side effects and warnings, I was really afraid to take them. I read some articles about medical marijuana and how it can help with anxiety and depression. My only fear was that it would make me feel goofy or high. I can’t have that around my kids. I went to the smoke shop and I was talking to the man at the counter about medical marijuana. He assured me that the substance that causes the high, is removed from the medical form of marijuana. He sold me a bag of marijuana edibles that looked little gummy bears. I was to just eat half of a gummy since I had never used it before. I took them home, but I was still a bit hesitant of appearing high in front of my kids. On the weekend, they were to be with their dad. I hid the marijuana edibles in my bedroom and planned on using them that weekend.
My cousin is a pothead and no one is going to change him. I can’t say that there is anything wrong with him, because although he is a bit weird, he is also one of the nicest people I have ever met. My aunt says that he marches to his own beat, but I think he just doesn’t care what other people think. He was never into the muscle cars or being the super macho jock type. Charlie was just Charlie, if you know what I mean, and I think that is amazing. A couple of weeks ago, he told me that he was going to move to the west coast. He knew they had legalized marijuana and he thought that it would be great to own his own smoke shop.
He is a culinary artist when it comes to the brownies, space cake, and all kind of other confections he has concocted. I’m sure he could make a go of it out, when he is featuring these. I’m sure our conservative family is not very happy with his decision. They are the type that feels that everything should be their way or no way, and they do not believe that marijuana should be legalized. Their kids are supposed to think the same thing they think. Maybe he hasn’t even told his family his decision about opening a smoke shop so he could sell marijuana and marijuana edibles. I can only wish him the best and hope that he can make it work. Knowing Charlie, he will be a great success and he’ll be in the newspaper.
It seems that nothing ever seems to stop in my life and I am getting really stressed. I can’t seem to make ends meet, and I am always on the go. I have two jobs and I am raising two kids on my home. I own my house, and that is constantly in need of work. I used to be able to go to the gym and find some relief, but that has not been working out lately, because I don’t seem to have the time. My doctor prescribed some medications for me, but I didn’t like the way they made me feel. I actually found that my anxiety was getting worse. I did a lot of research on my own, and I came up with how well medical marijuana is able to relieve stress. I wanted to try the edibles since they were now legal in our state. It didn’t take long to find someplace where I could buy the marijuana edibles. I just walked into one of the smoke shops that was in our neighborhood, and I was able to walk out with a small bag full of gummies. I thought they were just candy, but the man assured me they were made from marijuana and he told me that I should not eat the entire thing, because it was my first time trying them. I have the weekend to myself, because my children will be with my ex and I don’t have to work. I’m going to try the marijuana edibles and see if they do help me to relax and not just make me feel strange and maybe even high.
Charlie is quite a character and everyone in town knows him. He is my cousin and I think he is a bit odd, but he is a lot of fun. He is the type of person that hears the music inside and that is what guides him on a path. He was always different from the rest of us. He didn’t want the new bike or the new car. He was satisfied with whatever someone gave him. He is just easy to please and he just wants to do his own thing. Not too long ago, Charlie made the decision to move out west. He heard they had recently legalized marijuana and he wanted to hope hi sown smoke shop. Charlie has never been the type to lie about anything and that includes the fact that he uses pot. He makes his own brownies and space cakes. He like how he feels when he is smoking marijuana and he doesn’t care who knows it. It has a hot topic in our small community and our family, since most of the people are true conservatives. Charlie could care less about how they think, because he will light up a joint and smile as he walks away. I agree with him and I think it would be a wonderful move for him, to go out west. He will do a great job of running his own smoke shop. My aunt once thought that Mary Jane was girlfriend and then he set her straight. I guess that could be a reason why he can’t keep a girlfriend. He says he has too many plans for his life to get involved with a woman right now. I just hope that he finds what he is looking for when he moves.
Just like the rest of the world, I am suffering from stress that comes from everything that life is throwing at me. I work two different jobs. I am raising two children on my own, and I am trying to buy a house of our own. I don’t get the opportunity to go to the gym, and exercising has always been my outlet for relieving stress. I am also jittery and on edge, but I don’t like the idea of taking those man made drugs that you are always hearing in recalls and class action lawsuits.
The doctor has offered to write a prescription for me that will relieve anxiety, but I didn’t like what I read about them. I did read an interesting article about how marijuana edibles can help to relieve my anxiety. It isn’t hard for me to get, because medical marijuana is legal in our state. I went to a smoke shop that is in our neighborhood and I told the gentleman at the counter what I wanted. He handed me a small pack of gummy bears. I just looked at them and he told me to keep them away from the kids. He said to start with just eating half a gummy at first and if that didn’t seem to work, then I could eat the whole thing. He told me to give it an hour to start feeling some comfort, because edibles take longer to work. I’m going to wait for the weekend to try using the marijuana edible. I am hoping that it doesn’t make me feel strange, or high, but I do hope that it takes the edge off my nerves and helps me to concentrate without all of the strange feeling of stress.
My brother has always been a little bit different from the rest of the family. Some of our relatives call him the black sheep of the family, but I would have to disagree with them. He just hears a different rhythm than the rest of us. He doesn’t conform and I think that scares some people. When we wanted bicycles, he wanted an old pedal car he had seen in the scrapyard. When we started to drive, we were all looking at the little sports car, but all he wanted was a cheap old volkswagen bug. I think he is amazing and it doesn’t matter what anyone else says, he continues to do things the way he feels is right for him. Last month, he decided that he was going to move out west. He had plans for opening up his own little smoke shop. He had never said he smoked pot, or that he didn’t, because he did not think it was anyone’s business but his own. He has always been open with his love of pot, and most of our family condemns him for it. I remember how he would talk about Mary Jane, and my aunt thought it was his girlfriend. I think that moving out west, where marijuana is legal, is a good move for him. He can open up his smoke house, and everything will be up and up for him. He will no longer need to worry about the self-righteous conservatives that are in our family and he will be able to smoke whenever he wants to. I really hope it all work out for him.
I’ve been pretty stressed out lately because there is just a lot going on in my life. I’m working two jobs, raising four kids, and trying to complete a house remodel. On top of that, I haven’t had one spare minute to go to the gym, and exercising has always been the best way for me to relieve stress. I just feel like I’m on edge all of the time and I hate taking manmade medications like the ones that my doctor has prescribed for me for generalized anxiety. After doing lots of research, I decided that I would try using marijuana edibles to try and help relieve my stress and anxiety. Since it’s legal where we live, it wasn’t hard for me to obtain it. I just went to one of the little marijuana smoke shops that’s set up in town and went inside and purchased a tiny bag full of what appeared to be little gummy bears, but they were actually made from marijuana. I guess if you didn’t know it was Mary Jane, then you would just think it was actually candy. The man at the marijuana smoke shop told me that I should just eat the head or a foot off of the marijuana edible. He said that under no circumstances should I ever eat the entire marijuana edible at one time, since I am new to using marijuana in any form. I’m planning on trying it for the first time this weekend and I hope that the marijuana edibles just help me to relax and don’t make me feel goofy or high or anything like that.
My cousin Charlie has always been just a little bit different. I wouldn’t say that he’s the black sheep of the family, exactly, but he’s just a little weird. He marches to the beat of his own drum, in other words. For instance, when we were all getting bikes, Charlie wanted to get a pedal car. When we got old enough to drive cars, Charlie didn’t want a hot rod or a slick new coupe, he wanted an old fashioned VW Bug. He really has just done things his own way, which is a good thing, I guess. These days, Charlie has decided that he wants to move out West because he wants to start a legalized marijuana smoke shop. Now, I’ll be honest. Charlie has never shied away from smoking pot or making a batch of his special brownies or space cakes. Charlie likes his marijuana and he doesn’t really care who knows it. It’s been a source of contention in our rather conservative minded family, but Charlie takes out his marijuana joints and smokes them anyway. I think that moving out West to start his own legalized marijuana smoke shop is probably a great career move for Charlie because he’s pretty passionate when it comes to his favorite herb, Mary Jane. In fact, Mary Jane might as well be considered his girlfriend, too, since Charlie has never managed to keep a girl interested in him for more than a week at a time. He says that he’s too busy for women because of all of his career plans. I hope it works out for him.