So the religious community as a whole hates it. The medical community think its a great addition. The general public love it. But theres still a little more than 40% of people who hate it.

I'm a small percentage, who in fact, uses marijuana 100% legally. My dad and step mom know, but my mom doesn't. I fear that if she knew, she'd forever think different of me. My family would do the same. It's my 'dirty little secret'.

The feeling, if I had to explain it. Is like taking Xanax, a sleeping pill, pain pill (naproxen based), and a magic 'gain weight' pill for those who struggle with gaining weight.

Why was I prescribed this drug?

I have a condition that has issues with malnutrition. I'm expected to eat 4K calories on a working day. I can only eat about 2500 at most.

That was the main thing. But the doctor did take in account my anxiety and joint pain (maybe even depression? Who knows) .

I live in fear, of people finding out. Once they know, they'll figure you're always 'stoned' or high or some pothead.

The way I use it would shock many people. I eat it or vaporize it (avoiding combustion avoids smoke, which makes it not harmful on the lungs). But mostly eat it. One unique thing about me eating it though? I know exactly how much I'm eating. It's not home made stuff that I get from a friend. Each and every night I ingest a small piece of chocolate square that contains no less, no more, 80 MG of THC/Cannabinoids. Professionally made, scientifically tested and accurate. I use a vaporizer similar to a vaporizer called the Volcano. This is science type stuff, not "Rollin a doobie in the shed".

I, as a person, yes, I am messed up (physically and mentally), BUT, I am very well put together. A strong, proud Conservative who enjoys wearing designer clothing (Abercrombie and Fitch, True Religion, etc). I'm not bragging. Oh, and I in fact hate Bob Marley and what he symbolizes (same with 420).

I'm showing how different I am from the stereotypical pothead (i.e. dread locks, loves bob marley, love hippy music, wears rainbow colors, talks hippy-ish or rapper-ish, etc) .

The idea of growing up in the hippy times sounds fun, but sorta like a fun little road trip. Then I'd wanna return to being me. Like the idea of being in a hippy van with close friends sounds fun, but not for a lifestyle, just as a fun little adventure type thing.