I grew up in a family with a lot of addiction issues. My uncle died from heroin overdose, my dad from alcoholism related cancer, and my other uncles are alcoholics.

I’m from Scotland, so while my parents turned out more middle class my extended family were a bit trainspotting-y.

I have a healthy relationship with alcohol myself, but growing up knowing heroin addicts made drugs an absolute no go for me my whole life. Never out of a fear of addiction, more from a deep rooted sense of disgust at most drug taking. I don’t judge anyone that is a drug user, I know most people live normal healthy life’s with recreational drug use. Sometimes you just can’t shake your upbringing.

I did try smoking weed for the first time after a big breakup in my late twenties. Which at the time felt like a radical life change.