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Me too..... so edibles!

(But only on the weekends. And no I haven't had one yet)

With it now legal in Jersey, there are far more options for me to explore there now. I stopped smoking weed ages ago. It kills my lungs, and ot just makes me sleepy and paranoid.

I've tried a few things here and there... some gummies, and some micro dose mints... but overall I'm still not that into it.

Somewhere in my mid thirties I stopped enjoying being high. It's the same reason I rarely drink alcohol anymore. I don't enjoy the feeling of being out of control.

I save the gummies etc for rare occasions; trouble sleeping, or back pain, it's certainly helpful.

But I'm not into it for recreational. I can't really function normally while high so won't do it for a public event, like a concert or at a party or whatever.

All I wanna do when I'm high is crawl into bed and listen to Pink Floyd on my headphones lol.
 
Eight years ago today-


From My Fall and Rise , Chapter 7

Wake up call came at 4:30 on my 545th day in prison, just as it had on all the others. Today was different though. I had been instructed to report to Processing at 8:00, and was in administrative limbo until then. My other cellmates shuffled off to the showers, but Alicia lingered. She watched me as I began packing up my state issued items.

"So, how's it feel?" she asked.

"I don't know. Kind of like it's not real yet, I guess."

"Fuck. I've got at least three more years before I am even eligible to apply."

I wanted to hug her, but felt sure she'd push me away.

"Well, who knows?" I shrugged. "Maybe I'll see you on the outside sometime."

"Bitch, if I see you out there, I will knock you on your ass. Stay the fuck away from bitches like me. Go fucking be somebody, and don't fucking come back here."

"I won't."

********

And I haven't.

I moved to another state to get a new start.

I met a wonderful, supportive man and married him.

I went to college and got a degree in Social Work.

I have a job where I help others achieve what I have.

I have remained drug free.


Oh, and I wrote a few stories.
 
Just an all natural high here guys.

Em (once took a puff of some weed - never again - not asthmatic friendly)

It's funny that you guys were talking about getting/not getting high, and that got me thinking about when I used to get high...well...a lot and it came into my head that August 26,2015 was my release date.

I do miss my herb sometimes, I have to admit.
 
Eight years ago today-




From My Fall and Rise , Chapter 7

Wake up call came at 4:30 on my 545th day in prison, just as it had on all the others. Today was different though. I had been instructed to report to Processing at 8:00, and was in administrative limbo until then. My other cellmates shuffled off to the showers, but Alicia lingered. She watched me as I began packing up my state issued items.

"So, how's it feel?" she asked.

"I don't know. Kind of like it's not real yet, I guess."

"Fuck. I've got at least three more years before I am even eligible to apply."

I wanted to hug her, but felt sure she'd push me away.

"Well, who knows?" I shrugged. "Maybe I'll see you on the outside sometime."

"Bitch, if I see you out there, I will knock you on your ass. Stay the fuck away from bitches like me. Go fucking be somebody, and don't fucking come back here."

"I won't."

********

And I haven't.

I moved to another state to get a new start.

I met a wonderful, supportive man and married him.

I went to college and got a degree in Social Work.

I have a job where I help others achieve what I have.

I have remained drug free.


Oh, and I wrote a few stories.
There is mothing sweeter than that first breath....
Suck it in.... Hold it... Better than any drug invented by humans...
Pouring rain, couldn't wipe away my smile...
Freedom...
That ain't no metaphor, it's the real thing... and there is nothing to compare...
Cagivagurl.
 
There is mothing sweeter than that first breath....
Suck it in.... Hold it... Better than any drug invented by humans...
Pouring rain, couldn't wipe away my smile...
Freedom...
That ain't no metaphor, it's the real thing... and there is nothing to compare...
Cagivagurl.

Ironically, the day I processed into prison held one moment of great happiness. I pissed in a bottle and tested clean.I was locked up and set free on the same day.
 
Ironically, the day I processed into prison held one moment of great happiness. I pissed in a bottle and tested clean.I was locked up and set free on the same day.
Wish I could say the same...
There were more drugs inside than out.
The only bitch was paying for it...

Cagivagurl
 
You make an interesting point I just realized. I have never used my name in a story, either my first or unusual middle name. What I use for my "me" avatar and MMC is "Steve", which was a name several people called me in my 20s, "'cause you look like a Steve!" Really!
Dang. This took a long time to find, but it was what popped into my head when I read your post. "Hmmm. Emily, Steve...there was a thing..."
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@EmilyMiller and @MrPixel you've both come so far since this ⬆️ and I'm proud of you both! 😁
 
I have never once taken a hit from a joint, nor have I ever taken a puff of a cigarette. Never snorted anything, injected anything, and even after a surgery refuse to take anything other advil for pain

Upside of that is good health. Downside is....I have nothing to blame for being the way I am.
 
I have never once taken a hit from a joint, nor have I ever taken a puff of a cigarette. Never snorted anything, injected anything, and even after a surgery refuse to take anything other advil for pain

Upside of that is good health. Downside is....I have nothing to blame for being the way I am.
I hear ya. I tried a cig when I was like 7 or 8 and when I started coughing, I decided that grown-ups are retarded. I have never done any type of drug nor have I ever smoked. I still turned out weird. Maybe it is in the air? :unsure:
 
I hear ya. I tried a cig when I was like 7 or 8 and when I started coughing, I decided that grown-ups are retarded. I have never done any type of drug nor have I ever smoked. I still turned out weird. Maybe it is in the air? :unsure:
A co-worker sells digital art and plays keyboard in a local band. Whenever he says or does anything weird or dumb, he blames it on being a 'creative'. Claims we're all left brain thinkers and are so focused on what we want to do, we're not always in the same world as everyone else and act that way.
 
I have never once taken a hit from a joint, nor have I ever taken a puff of a cigarette. Never snorted anything, injected anything, and even after a surgery refuse to take anything other advil for pain

Upside of that is good health. Downside is....I have nothing to blame for being the way I am.
"...blame for being the way I am"? You say that as if there were something wrong with you. Anyone who thinks of you that way is someone you'd gleefully poke, either in word or deed. Nothing wrong with that. We all have seeds of darkness and light within us. You've cultivated some of those dark seeds into marvelously twisted visions that untold thousands of people have enjoyed. Nothing wrong with that. By comparison, I'm a ray of sunshine right out of God's ass. I can be oppressively upbeat, and I'm not apologizing for that to anyone.

We are who we are. Embrace it.
 
I have never once taken a hit from a joint, nor have I ever taken a puff of a cigarette. Never snorted anything, injected anything, and even after a surgery refuse to take anything other advil for pain

Upside of that is good health. Downside is....I have nothing to blame for being the way I am.
I'm the same. Except add that the only alcohol I've ever drank was 2 sips at a wedding that I didn't know was a alcohol. When I realized it was, I stopped without finishing it.
 
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