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Re: Dg23 post# 9973

Wednesday, 06/20/2018 8:09:01 PM

Wednesday, June 20, 2018 8:09:01 PM

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You may have a bit of a point. I lived through the 60's and 70's. Had three close friends really into weed in those days. Walked around in pretty much of a constant stupor. Anyone who claims that weed isn't a gateway drug is delusional. When the weed high became mundane, they graduated onto stronger drugs. Meth, Cocaine, LSD, heroin, mushrooms, etc. I loved those friends. And they're dead. Natural causes?? No. Drug OD's. And even worse, have a sister, my best friend in this entire world, spent her college days smokin' her way through life. Graduated onto coke to "wake herself up." Drugged her way through two failed marriages. Got involved also in methamphetamines and downers. Destroyed her cognitive abilities and her body as well. Had two children who had no mother. Brought those kids up along with my own. Lived for decades with the police banging on my door in the middle of the night, visiting her in multiple rehabs, psychiatric hospitals across the country and rounds of electroshocktherapy. Picked her up daily at 4:00 AM to get to the hospital by 6:00 and waited around until after her treatments for six weeks. Her kids "escaped" from her as soon as they left for college and never came home again. Moved as far away as they could from the nightmare that was their mother. Now, she lies in her bed pretty much 24/7, alone and horribly ill. She destroyed her body. She destroyed her mind. She lost all that she loved. She has nothing. The rehabs ate up all her money and she can only heat her bedroom in the winter. The rest of her house is icy cold. Her home is in shambles and her life is an empty, lonely vacuum lived in pain and unbearable sadness. And guess what - SHE STILL SMOKES WEED. So yeah, I'm totally out of touch. Find beauty in the world around you - in the people you love and all God has given you - rather than walking around in a stupor and assaulting your body and mind. If that means I'm out of touch, that's what I choose to be.