My mother came into the house the other day, and she was sad about smelling marijuana, however she knew I used marijuana, and I had been using it since I was a teenager, and i had depression and the legalization of marijuana gave me the ability to use marijuana as a natural medication; My mom still didn’t love the idea of me using marijuana, however I hadn’t had a manic episode for many years, but when she realized how much marijuana I had in the house, she freaked, and according to laws of Albuquerque, NM, as a medical marijuana patient, I could have as much marijuana as I wanted, in our home.
I wasn’t doing anything wrong, and I didn’t have a huge amount of marijuana, however more than our mother thought I should have.
I told her that if she didn’t love how much marijuana I used or had in the house; she didn’t need to visit. I knew I hurt her feelings, however every time she comes to our house, I get a reprimand about using medical marijuana, then the funny section about me using medical marijuana is that she was the one who took me to the doctor to get it. She was happy the two of us lived in Albuquerque, NM, where she could get medical marijuana to help with our depression. I just don’t understand why she gets so upset about our marijuana use when she was the agreed with our doctor for it to be section of our depression arsenal.