You have probably heard in the media and in our North American culture over and over that marijuana addiction is not real and that it is fear mongering. If only that were true. Sadly, with today's high-potency pot bred specifically to raise the THC levels to at least 16% but as high as 30%, some users have found themselves helplessly addicted from the first or second try.
Here we share real stories of courageous people who have lived the life of addiction to marijuana and yet found a way to escape and begin life anew. These are people who were never told, thought or knew about the downside. Instead, they were told marijuana was just a herb, and totally harmless. They naively believed and found out later they had been lied to and had fallen into a deep trap.
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It was an adult who made me smoke my first hashish joint. A man of about forty years who loved little children. I was 15 years old. I did not feel anything the first time. It is a funny phenomenon, the first joint that does not do anything. This often happens it seems. By the second joint, I was addicted.
I had always struggled to make friends, instantly I was part of a group in high school: the "freaks". I did not even know what it meant, but I was proud of it. Very quickly, I had to smoke every day. I financed this operation by hitch-hiking and accepting the advances of the men who picked me up.
Since I was only doing from time to time, I was convinced that I wasn’t really prostituting myself. I continued throughout my senior high school.
A few years later, at the CEGEP, I promised myself not to go to class stoned. Two weeks later, sitting on the steps at the exit doors of the school smoking a joint with students as lost as I did, I realized that I had a problem.
I had moments of common sense in my twenties and even managing to go three years without smoking. Unfortunately, unable to understand my compulsion to consume THC, my emotional state ranged from despair to euphoria, with no stability in the middle. I am not bipolar, but years of managing my emotions with marijuana had left me vulnerable and without the tools I needed to face the challenges of life.
My thirties led me to the bottom of the barrel. I spent eight years driving a taxi because I could smoke while working. A slave to marijuana, I had to smoke a joint every two hours. Beware, if you met me between the second and the third hour. My aggressiveness and lack of control resulted in assault charges and several visits to the judge. Fortunately, I got away without a criminal record.
I do not want to detail my descent into hell. The 15-year-old girl, for reasons that do not really matter, became a 40-year-old woman completely beaten by the seemingly innocent grass called marijuana.
Finally, I went to my first meeting of Marijuana Anonymous. I had been conditioned to believe it was impossible to become addicted to marijuana. Despite substantial evidence spanning more than two decades, I was amazed to learn that I was not alone. Cannabis is no longer a harmless herb that the hippie smoke in groups because the "high" does not make it aggressive as alcohol. The marijuana we smoke is the product of significant and constant genetic changes aimed at increasing the THC content.
If you read these lines asking yourself if you are mad to believe that marijuana is spoiling your life, I am here to tell you to be careful. There is a test called 12 questions from Marijuana Anonymous that will help you determine for yourself whether you are a Marijuana addict.
Many young people who try marijuana drop out before reaching 25 years. But an increasing percentage does not manage to drop even when they try. This observation is empirical and is stated because of the increasing number of young people who arrive at our meetings completely upset to see that they are addicted to marijuana. Those who remain hooked smoke more and more, the rest of their lives. Many commit suicide, others find themselves in prison. Richard M., father of two little girls, a daily user, found hung in his new apartment. Reynald F., a daily user, found hanging from a tree on Île Sainte-Hélène. Roger R., spent 4 years in prison for attempted murder of a police officer who had harassed him for four days after quitting. Were these people smoking because they were depressed and aggressive? Is it that marijuana caused this infinite misery? It's the story of the egg and the chicken ...
For my part, at 40, I was beaten. I did not wait to fall back. I accepted all the suggestions, I found a godmother. I practiced the spiritual principles revealed by the twelve steps. I have become rigorously honest, courageous and persevering. I now accept life as it comes and not as I would like it to be. I am interested in questions of faith and philosophy. I got married and had two children before becoming too old to realize my dream of having a family of my own.
Sometimes I am happy, sometimes unhappy. I accept both knowing that everything is going on, and I am grateful to live without marijuana one day at a time.
If you are also suffering from addiction and have been inspired by this real story from Veronique, and you would like to free yourself and be all that you were meant to be, visit Marijuana Anonymous and if you would like, share your story here for others to be inspired and helped.