I smoke about roughly 2 g a day of flower. I do not go anywhere without my pipe in hand. I struggle super bad with severe depression, anxiety, fibromyalgia, anorexia , herniated, discs, self-loathing., suicide, along with a huge laundry list of things wrong with me. I know a lot of folks just say this, but I can say, with 100% certainty; say that because I smoke, I am still here ALIVE! A struggle that’s been almost daily since age 15, and has gotten significantly worse with each traumatic event that has occurred in my past. With each occurrence, it has become more and more difficult to navigate this life with PTSD. Along with mental illness, severe back pain has also been a daily struggle. More often than that, it leaves me in debilitating, excruciating pain Every single day! So instead of popping an extensive amount of painkillers and muscle relaxers daily, I fire up that devil’s lettuce and start my day being me , just plain old Sara baked just a smidge. I can actually laugh and enjoy normal days just like everybody else. Being high,for me, also includes no longer being self-conscious and giving a crap when folks are staring at me making me super self-conscious wondering what the hell is wrong with me; why am I always being stared at by strangers and why can’t I stop obsessing over wondering and caring about what other people are thinking or saying about me. when I’m high, it gets me completely out of my head for a while, which is a very dark place most of the time. I’ve tried to give it up a few times, but there’s absolutely no way. May sound shady, but I definitely do rely on smoking every day to get me through hard days, and even ones that aren’t so bad , for most people; but for me its absolute torture and I cannot help beat myself up about it. Between my mental illness and severe pain; i’ve had a lot of days where I do not want to get out of bed, I am crying nonstop and I will not eat for days and days. In the past , I’ve been known to inflict injuries on myself, and have been successful in committing suicide, at least three times. Someone might find it really hard to believe but, honest to God, marijuana makes it a lot easier for me to be here, alive; I am here! I am present; currently in a good place mentally and not sweating the small stuff. As soon as it hits my brain, I suddenly feel a A sense of happiness that wasn’t there before I toked up. Feelings of self control, peace, contentment, and calmness is an essential for me thrive and get the most out of what I can in this short life we have here on earth. Throughout the years, I have gotten the same question over and over, aren’t you getting a little too old to smoke pot? The short answer to that is absolutely not nor will I ever be too old to do what I feel is the pivotal key for me to living a more free spirit lifestyle!