Parents found out I smoke weed

[Toasthead]

I feel pretty low right now, I feel like I’m drowning. I was lucky enough that my parents didn’t kick me out, but my mom said if I mess up again she’ll pack my stuff and kick me out. The funny thing is weed actually helped me make a lot of positive changes in my life. Since I started smoking, I went from making minimum wage at a dead end part time job to making $17.50 an hour as a merchandising Team lead. Since I started smoking, I made new friends, my confidence has gone from nothing to through the roof, my mood has improved, my anxiety doesn’t effect me as badly, my depression doesn’t effect me as badly, and I started working out and actually slimmed down a little. I’ve been going on beach trips and hikes and living like every other 20 something seems to. For once in my life I felt normal and accepted, I thought I was heading in the right direction, but my parents say I’m a disappointment. Nothing but a no good stoner trying to **** up my dad’s retirement my bringing drugs in his house. He’s a Correctional councilor not a cop btw. My mom is angry with me, she says by smoking weed I showed that I don’t care about them. Keep in mind I’m in a legal state. But “it’s federally illegal” according to my dad which means the moment you smoke dope the smoke alarm the government installed in your cheek goes off and they feds bust down your door, did I mention my dad’s paranoid about this because his dad was a jerk and he happened to smoke weed one time.

I guess I should just count my lucky stars that they didn’t kick me out like they promised to do. I just feel like no matter what I do my parents will be disappointed, if I stop smoking weed I’ll go back to my old ways of staying alone and depressed in my room all day feeling like a loser with no purpose, but if I continue using the one medicine that actually helps me I’ll be homeless and my parents will actually hate me. I tried explaining it to them, but they just get angry and defensive. They kept asking “what can we do better as parents?” and I wanted to say “just let me make my own choices and trust me.” But I knew that would only make them angry and defensive.

I just don’t even know what to do at this point, I just can’t quit using the one medication that actually helped improve my life. As someone who spent most of his childhood popping ADD pills and experiencing the pain of withdrawal, I cannot go back to prescription medication! Especially not for anxiety, God only knows which meds will actually work for you, I can’t do the mood swings caused by that stuff, it makes me feel like someone I’m not, but weed makes me feel like who I really am.


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[Cuchculan]

Think it depends on the generation our parents come from. My own mother would have the same reaction to any type of drugs your parents are having. Not because she is a bad person. Because that was how she was raised. If you are raised in a certain way and that way tells you that drugs are nothing but bad news, you will always have that opinion.

Only way I see out of this one is if you get a letter from a doctor stating you are allowed to be using weed for your anxiety disorder. That way it will be coming from a medical expert. Not just coming from you. You parents probably have this view of you scoring a hit on a dark corner off some strange drug dealer. if you are against drugs that would be the first image you would see in your head.

Whole point is to try and make it all above board. You say it is legal in your State. Then try and get a doctor to allow you to use it. Same doctor might even explain why it is legal in your home State. To your parents that is, should they want to question him about it. I can't see your parent's view point changing as things are. They will only be looking for more signs of you using weed. Keeping a closer eye on things.

Maybe it is time to make everything above board.

 

[Izthewiz]

I wouldn't worry about it.
Your parents are hard on you because they love you and that love is strong enough to forgive.
My mom and dad both smoked weed my dad still does.
As a Christian I use thc gummies before bed and the best sleep I can get.
I am very open to this with my family and friends and believe marijuana is a gift from God to those of us in pain and depression.
I grow weed and all my family knows
Love and forgive your parents, education on what you're using it for may help.

 

[Toasthead]

I wouldn't worry about it.
Your parents are hard on you because they love you and that love is strong enough to forgive.
My mom and dad both smoked weed my dad still does.
As a Christian I use thc gummies before bed and the best sleep I can get.
I am very open to this with my family and friends and believe marijuana is a gift from God to those of us in pain and depression.
I grow weed and all my family knows
Love and forgive your parents, education on what you're using it for may help.

I’ll try, I understand where they’re coming from, but they’re stubborn. I tried telling them how much my life had improved since I started smoking, but they didn’t listen. See before I started using it regularly I was kinda stagnant and after I started using it I suddenly started applying for full time work and actually believing in myself. And while I’m never very motivated when I’m high, the experience makes me feel better about myself and that feeling carries on way after I’ve sobered up and in turn I feel more confident and in turn achieving my goals doesn’t seem as impossible. Also realizing I liked weed and my parents hate it really made me hit the gas on making more money so I can move out and do whatever I want. I know the reason they’re doing this is because they love me, but as hard as my parents try they don’t always know what’s best for me and they often get on my case over things that they really shouldn’t and they just end up making me feel worthless. Like my dad refuses to acknowledge my work as a job because it’s technically part time and to him part time isn’t a job. Even though I worked almost 40 hours last week and I’m in a merchandising leadership position making more per hour than my mom does. My life continues to get better with weed, but my parents constantly make me feel like I’m not good enough. They think being tough on me like this will motivate me to move out, but it just makes me feel like I’m just a loser who will never be able to move out. So I just end up not trying because I feel like I’d fail anyways. Weed helps me to see that I’m better than I think I am.


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[Fraser]

I feel pretty low right now, I feel like I’m drowning. I was lucky enough that my parents didn’t kick me out, but my mom said if I mess up again she’ll pack my stuff and kick me out. The funny thing is weed actually helped me make a lot of positive changes in my life. Since I started smoking, I went from making minimum wage at a dead end part time job to making $17.50 an hour as a merchandising Team lead. Since I started smoking, I made new friends, my confidence has gone from nothing to through the roof, my mood has improved, my anxiety doesn’t effect me as badly, my depression doesn’t effect me as badly, and I started working out and actually slimmed down a little. I’ve been going on beach trips and hikes and living like every other 20 something seems to. For once in my life I felt normal and accepted, I thought I was heading in the right direction, but my parents say I’m a disappointment. Nothing but a no good stoner trying to **** up my dad’s retirement my bringing drugs in his house. He’s a Correctional councilor not a cop btw. My mom is angry with me, she says by smoking weed I showed that I don’t care about them. Keep in mind I’m in a legal state. But “it’s federally illegal” according to my dad which means the moment you smoke dope the smoke alarm the government installed in your cheek goes off and they feds bust down your door, did I mention my dad’s paranoid about this because his dad was a jerk and he happened to smoke weed one time.

I guess I should just count my lucky stars that they didn’t kick me out like they promised to do. I just feel like no matter what I do my parents will be disappointed, if I stop smoking weed I’ll go back to my old ways of staying alone and depressed in my room all day feeling like a loser with no purpose, but if I continue using the one medicine that actually helps me I’ll be homeless and my parents will actually hate me. I tried explaining it to them, but they just get angry and defensive. They kept asking “what can we do better as parents?” and I wanted to say “just let me make my own choices and trust me.” But I knew that would only make them angry and defensive.

I just don’t even know what to do at this point, I just can’t quit using the one medication that actually helped improve my life. As someone who spent most of his childhood popping ADD pills and experiencing the pain of withdrawal, I cannot go back to prescription medication! Especially not for anxiety, God only knows which meds will actually work for you, I can’t do the mood swings caused by that stuff, it makes me feel like someone I’m not, but weed makes me feel like who I really am.


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Get better at hiding it my dude. Vape pen that you stash carefully or gummies.
How old are you? I think might help clarify the issue in terms of your relationship. Don't divulge if you don't want to though.

 

[Toasthead]

Get better at hiding it my dude. Vape pen that you stash carefully or gummies.
How old are you? I think might help clarify the issue in terms of your relationship. Don't divulge if you don't want to though.

I’m 22, I know most people are living on their own and don’t have to deal with this crap and I should be doing the same, but I got a bit of a late start on this whole responsibility thing. I never actually had the motivation to do anything other than go to school until I actually started acknowledging my mental health issues and working on them.

Also I am pretty good at hiding the stuff. Whenever I’m in the house I only use vapes and edibles, recently I got an herbal vaporizer which allows me to smoke bud without the smell. But it was carelessness that got me caught. I accidentally sent a text to my dad meant for my friend telling him to let me know when they get to the dispensary so I could send his dad some money for rosin. So now of course I’m more careful about checking who I’m sending my messages to. So far my parents haven’t been anal about this stuff, no room searches or bag checks like I thought might happen, they’re just sort of trusting that I’m scared enough I’ll never do it again. But now that they’re aware I’ve been smoking it they’ll be on the lookout, so I basically can’t risk them seeing me while I’m high or they might figure it out. Which basically means I can’t smoke at home unless they’re asleep or out of town. I can’t even risk coming home from someone else’s house high. So basically my usage is limited to late at night and on weekends when I can spend the night at a buddy of mine’s house. My job requires me to get up super early so staying up late isn’t usually an option for me. So I haven’t been able to smoke in like 4 days. I hate taking Advil all the time for my soreness and back pain. I hate how I can’t sooth the stress of this new job like usual. I’m barely keeping myself together. I constantly feel stressed and full of self doubt. Bottom line is that I’m hurting without this medicine, and yes it’s a medicine not a drug!


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