I used street marijuana for quite some time when I was younger.
When I went to university, it was readily available, and it only cost a couple of bucks, then as more strains of marijuana appeared, and some that are stronger with weird effects, it became more costly; Once I got married and had a child, I gave up on marijuana.
I didn’t want to have it in my current home with my little woman running around. After my divorce and not having my partner or child in the house, I found I was going through a rough time. It depressed me all the time, and not wanting to leave the house. When I went to the doctor, she wanted to supply me antidepressants, but I refused. I heard too multiple bad things about antidepressants and wanted nothing to do with them. She asked if I had ever used marijuana and I told him I had when I was much younger. She was talking about legal, medical marijuana. She said that there were strides being made in how medical marijuana can help calm the nerves and ease the depression. I loved smoking marijuana, so I was amenable to getting medical marijuana. She gave me the name and address of a local doctor that was certified in medical marijuana and told me to make an appointment. It took a couple of weeks for the entire process, and after that I had to wait a month for my medical marijuana ID card. The calm I remembered from using marijuana as a younger lady was returning and I realized the divorce was my fault for never dealing with my anxieties and depression during my marriage.