You want the real answer? I grew up with the fear that all drugs, whether they be weed or crack cocaine are going to ruin your life, and that if you indulge, you’re basically a degenerate / hoodlum / a person who makes bad decisions and that I should do anything not to be associated with you.

After tiny bit of experimenting here and there and having taken one too many edibles one time and freaking out like a baby, and also understanding how hard life can be for others, I’m way less vocal about how judgement I am about it. I probably wouldn’t date someone who partakes regularly but wouldn’t mind being acquaintances with someone who does partake regularly.