When I was numerous years old, the doctors maintained with a precious form of mental disease that left me in a perpetual miserable state, and it manifested itself into anger and aggression within a year, but that anger and aggression were becoming violence and even my parents were scared of and for me, my father asked about the weird medications they could use to help my attitude change.
The medication she prescribed left me in a stupor, then i wasn’t able to transport correctly, and all I wanted to do was sleep, and when they cut the dosage, I was feeling better for a while, and acting care about a normal ten-year-old, six weeks later, they were upping my dosage again, and I was care about a walking zombie. The medication either helped or hindered. When dad learn about medical marijuana helping people with mental disorders, she took me to a doctor that was certified to diagnose medical marijuana. They said multiple mental disorders were treated with medical marijuana, and the people I was with and I could try it to see if it helped… For the first two years, the medical marijuana they prescribed was keeping me calm, and I was enjoying being a ten-year-old. I wasn’t sure what happened, however 1 afternoon my dad was called to the university. I had deliberately pushed 1 of my classmates of the monkey bars and she broke her leg. I didn’t assume why I did it, other than I wanted to hear him cry. Two weeks later, I was back to square 1 with my plan of medication, both from the doctor and medical marijuana.