Local_Trash
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- Sep 23, 2023
- 3
I can't handle the idea that the people around me do not even harsh drugs. I hate weed. I grew up surrounded by weed. My mother would go crazy over it if we didn't give it to her. She made my father spend more money on weed then food for my siblings and I. My dad tried to make us help him grow shrooms but they didn't grow right. My father micro doses shroom chocolate bars to be happy but it still makes me sick to think about. My father is handicapped so he also takes many pills. My ex boyfriend lied for a year an a half about doing drugs like weed and nicotine and made me feel crazy for suspecting him. Why am I such a baby? Why can't I get over my trauma but at the same time I don't want to. Weed is still illegal where I live but it won't be soon. Many people smoke it but it makes me sick and want to die. Should I end my life because of this never ending grudge? I can't handle this anymore. I'm fine with using drugs to ctb but that's it. Why can't I grow up? I don't want to though. Kill me.