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I do. For me it's a total coping mechanism and a miracle drug. I have schizophrenia, really bad depression and horrible anxiety attacks and it's the ONLY thing that's helped me out consistently over the past 12 years or so since I was diagnosed. My shrink is dead set against me smoking it but screw her. As far as I'm concerned it's MY mind and body and I think I have an inkling about what helps me and what doesn't. Oh sure, it's OK for me to be on 14 mind altering pills a day but me smoking a little weed - that's blasphemy in the psychiatric world. Bulls**t. Just total bulls**t. Anyway here in Canada it'll be legal in about a year so there you go. Your thoughts on the subject?

One thing I've never gotten is how someone can feel at liberty to incapacitate himself for the time involved in being intoxicated. If I was a stoner I'd worry that just when I got high one of my kids would need to be rushed to the hospital or some emergency would arise. Life's hard enough with all your faculties. I don't mean that to come off as judgmental as it probably sounds, I'm just serious, I don't understand how someone can feel off duty enough to relax and be even that much off the clock for a while. I guess I don't have that luxury.

That said, a few months ago I almost took someone up on an offer to ingest ayahuasca through a group he is in. I didn't, but I was tempted.

It's odd, but the thing is, I'm not even tempted by alcohol or drugs.  I enjoy my life and have very little emotional baggage, so I don't need it as an escape, and the truth is, I am proud of my mind and don't want to mess it up with chemicals.

Well, OK, caffeine maybe. But nothing else! LOL

My whole thing  is how I actually smoke it which is a very small amount at a time so it's not like I'm totally fried 24/7. I'll have a few little puffs to take the edge off. Granted though when I have access to I generally smoke it quite a bit during the day. Right before I go to bed is usually when it really catches up to me and I do get a little stoned late at night, but to me that's no biggie because it helps me sleep well. I like being clear minded and having my faculties too but like I said before it's the only thing that helps my mental issues so take that as you will.

Tried it, didn't feel any different.

That's just the first time, sweet potato... 

I was going to attempt a joke, but....nevermind.

G'head... so was I.  This site may have many threads, but they are quiet. 

Sorry to hear about your health issues, voltron: be well.  :thumbup:

As for me, if I had a disease which is life-threatening, I would most certainly smoke marijuana or dagga as we call it here. My Mom had two sisters,one of whom had chronic asthma and breathing issues and the other had cancer. My maternal  grandma would make a tea from the leaves and they would drink it which would alleviate the symptons. Mom told me she tried the tea a few times and it was gross to taste, but it worked.

I don't smoke up, I smoke marijuana. What's up?

Nah, in all seriousness... I liked it when I was in my late teens and early twenties, but the effects seem to change as you age. The paranoia/euphoria ratio rises to unfavorable levels.

Also, I never understood people who would smoke it every day. I did so briefly in my Freshman year of college simply because a friend had a steady supply, and my tolerance quickly rose to where it was pointless; I wasn't getting any real pleasurable effects.

As far as self-medicating mental issues: I'd be careful, Voltron. I have a cousin who is a functioning schizophrenic and recovering drug addict so I have studied the question a little. First off, there is a lot of evidence that marijuana can trigger the onset of schizophrenia in susceptible people. It seems that a number of schizophrenics do like to treat their symptoms with marijuana, but I think you can understand why it would be irresponsible for a doctor to recommend it. There are no good studies showing it helps in the long term. Something could make you feel better in the short term but be worse for you in the long term. (Schizophrenics also get relief from smoking cigarettes, but no doctor would recommend taking up smoking cigarettes). Also, prescribed drugs that don't seem to have much effect in the short term can have long-term benefits. Personally, I would follow the doctor's advice.

You also might think about trying CBD extract instead. It's comprised of a substance from marijuana that is thought to have medical benefits but has no THC (the part that gets you high).

http://healthland.time.com/2012/05/30/marijuana-compound-treats-schizophrenia-with-few-side-effects-clinical-trial/ (http://healthland.time.com/2012/05/30/marijuana-compound-treats-schizophrenia-with-few-side-effects-clinical-trial/)

I did it for a week when I was with my sister in Colorado for a week. I abused her hash pen a lot, still didn't feel any different (by a lot, I mean that in a single day I used it about 26 times)

Yeah AHD, I did a lot of reading about the subject a I realize it's a big no-no with someone with my condition. I've had doctors telling me stuff like it can cause psychotic episodes and such BUT since my diagnosis it has never had any negative impact on me whatsoever . If I thought it was hurting me in any way I would'nt touch it. It's only from my personal experience that I have the that viewpoint. At the same time my schizophrenia is really under control with the help of my meds. My main concern is my depression and anxiety. That's where it helps the most. And I chain smoke like a motherf**ker too. I think if I had access to mj all the time I could quit my cig habit and mj is obviously so much healthier than cancer sticks.

Nope.  I used to drink heavily and pop pills, though.  I don't do either of those, anymore.

Being numb, even for just a while, was nice.

I do. I go through phases of smoking and not smoking. I feel that it actually improves the quality of my life to some degree. i know this is subjective but  I sleep better, have a more positive outlook, am more pleasant to be around, and have more of a drive to be creative. Ive been smoking for most of my life at this point. sometimes ill go for a year or two without smoking because at some point i start abusing it and become lazy. I was told by a psych that i may have some mild ptsd and depression and blah blah blah. further testing was recommended but he was more than happy to prescribe something that would help me improve my psychological state.  i refuse. i have seen what "happy pills" do to people. in my opinion this is one of the things affecting society. granted, some people do need medication. doctors give psychtropic drugs out like they are candy, especially to children. I personally feel that mj has a lot of medical and psychological benifits, there is science to back this up. mj will not make you have a psychotic break and drown your five children in a bathtub.

anyway, I smoke. aside from things about it that i feel help me, I ENJOY IT! I am a responsible adult, but i am in the closet about smoking because of the stygma. why should i be considered a drug addict? i shouldnt have to be ashamed. how can you tell me that i cant put something in my body?  I respect anybody who doesnt smoke, we all have our reasons. it doesnt make someone a bad person if they partake.

On occasion-like if I'm drunk and someone offers it-which isnt much cuz I usually either drink alone-or with my stepson Jim or my old high school buddy Larry-and neither smoke weed. But my son Jed smokes quite a bit-he don't drink-but if he stops over and I been drinking we'll get high and have a few laffs.
I think weed is MUCH less harmful than booze-I wouldn't wreck my house or drive my car into a tree on weed-cuz weed makes me THINK -I get mellow on weed. Booze-instant a***ole-just add alcohol. :drink:
And I don't do it to self medicate-I just like to get high.

Never been a pot guy.  Really.

Granted, I've done far worse, more harmful stuff to my body.  Coke, pills, booze, etc.

But I guess that goes with being an unmedicated Bi-Polar case. 

I will say, the few times I tried it, it was okay, but didn't really ease my pains. 

See-thats the difference-I dont do it to ease pain-I do it it to just get high.

It never really got me high.  It was just like...weak.  Wasn't my 'bag', so to speak.  Always did harder stuff.  I dunno. :teddyr:

Yeah RC. I smoke it pretty much all day but not to get high. Just to help my nerves really. I love getting high as a kite when I'm watching a good / bad movie though or if a want a really deep music listen. I also love getting really high when I'm mixing my music. Puts you in a different headspace and makes you perceive things different sonically than when you're straight.

I see what you're saying, but by that logic it must be tough sleeping at night.  

(starts to fall asleep, suddenly bolts awake) Oh my God, was that the kids?!?  
(husband/SO/bf/whatever, not even opening his eyes) No, honey, just go back to bed.
Oh, okay... (lays back down, closes eyes)
(bolts up again) Wait, wait, did we turn the stove off?!?
(again, not even opening his eyes) It's electric, honey.  
I know, I know, but we have covers on the burners!  If one of those were to catch fire...
(sighs) Honey.... go to bed.

nope, I've never used drugs my entire life and never will

Haha! " different sonically"- :thumbup:
Sounds high to me!  :teddyr:

Yeah-I like getting high.  :smile:

Me and drugs.... Otherwise known as how I will fill my children's late-morning naptime with a run-on post.

Having ragged on how getting high leaves you irresponsibly quasi-incapacitated, I will say I do understand the pull of it since when I've been stoned---all but once it was before I had children---EVERYTHING seemed fascinating, music was glorious, images were so intricately beautiful as to become almost like a trap I couldn't pull my eyes off of, and my sense of touch was so heightened the merest trace of a finger down the back of my neck seemed almost painfully magnified, placing my hand to someone else's was a spiritual experience, and a kiss was too much input.  I think with me touch seems amplified at all times, like I have over-developed nerve endings, but add THC and it was like crazy over the top.

So it always began that way each of the (not that many) times I've been buzzed on marijuana, a giggly, talky high, and sometimes it was all good and stayed like that, but being me, as often as not my mind slipped into thoughts of darkness and sadness, how much pain, well, hurts, how people lie in graves or ye gods, were cremated, how we're all going to pass on, how this kid I heard about on the news leaned out his truck window and smashed his head open on a traffic sign. Then all I wanted to do was sober up and drain out all my death-oriented Irish DNA that was almost certainly in my case the cause of that. I can't say I ever freaked out but I for sure sat there lost in morbid horrors a time or two. Once Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata began to feel like it was smothering me. Literally smothering me, like the notes were squeezing my throat closed. Weird.

And then there was opium, this soft, safe, gentle glowing state of painless, stressless joy through and through. Time ceased, happiness blossomed, there were no fears, cares, no future or past, the eternal now was all that was and now was simply....good.

I never directly smoked it but I once was near enough to this neighbor of mine named Tilda who smoked it from time to time. We were in her apartment one evening  doing nothing much and she said she was going to smoke opium, and I halfway thought she was joking, and she told me if I sat on the couch I'd be far enough away that it wouldn't affect me, but....oh, boy, it did. I sat on her couch and didn't move for....what truly felt like days, but was about three hours. And after that there was no mystery in my mind how and why people become addicted to narcotics or why opium dens did such big business back when they were legal.

Then I realized the magnitude of what I had done and had to go file a report on myself with my employers saying when and where I had been exposed to opium, and to this day that's in my file. I got blasted for using bad judgment and had to pay a big fine and undergo drug testing for six months, which was ridiculous since I didn't otherwise use drugs, still don't, hardly ever drink alcohol and don't even like caffeine, and that was as much harassment and punishment as it was caution on their part. To this day when I have a job-related physical or psych evaluation which goes along with it that'll get brought up, and even after eleven years I have to explain why I used poor judgment in being in the same apartment with someone using narcotics. It's a stain that never goes away.

But maybe the one drug experience I feel absolutely dumbest for getting caught up in was when I was on a cruise with my college roommate, our reunion, hadn't seen each other much at all in several years. And lemme tell you, elementary school teachers become total harlot pervs when let loose on a cruise ship.

So our second night there she comes back to the cabin with this man and they have pills and I was going to leave and my roommate was like, "Aw, come on, you're on a cruise, live it up, it's not going to do anything."

So I took one of the pills, and it's true, it didn't do much, just made me feel drunk and uninhibited and disconnected from my legs, but later I got ashamed of myself, taking a pill of who knows what from some stranger just because she talked me into it.

Anyway, barring the occasional booze buzz and a couple of times I was sloshed (Cliff's Notes, I was talkative, funny and silly, never mean) that's pretty much the story of me and drugs.

Oh! Except for the time I was about thirteen and found myself holding a massive bag of cocaine my evil cousin's preppie dealer shoved in my hand thinking he'd impress me. I dropped it, and it spilled, and I ran back to the house while he used language that'd make a sailor blush, lol.

Sooooo, why am I saying all this? Shrug, why not?

Yeah-why not? f**king cool stories,ER! :thumbup:

(*Files that tidbit away*).

You must have had hotter teachers in your elementary school than I did mine. 

Ha!! Yeah, for a schoolmarm my old roommate holds her own. She and I Do Not Speak of that night.

Yup. I haven't in a while, but I do. I really started in college, as well as doing other stuff, and drinking heavily. I don't as much now, but I don't have any issues with people who smoke or do other drugs as long as they're responsible.

Okay, I gotta say it, you're a female on a cruise with another female and she comes back to your cabin with pills and a guy... damn, this sounds like the premise for a story that should be on another forum.  :)

Oh, darn, "We Do Not Speak Of That Night" gave it away, huh?

Hmm... does it involve a line like, "I'd never been with another woman before, but then suddenly...."

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"We'll just pretend this never happened, you know, like that time we got drunk and went down on each other!"
           -Scary Movie