See, I went the opposite way. I get addicted to most everything, learned to grow from my father when I was 16. I'm 33 now. I grew in MN to not pay for weed and give it away/small sales. I moved to AZ when the Covid lockdowns hit and ran a dispensary there. Continued to get better at growing. Now I live in New Mexico and help run a large scale hydroponic grow.

I've also worked in alcohol brewing and distribution and predictably became such an insane alcoholic it became life threatening. I rely on weed. It makes me money, has been kind to me. I also have Ehlers Danlos so my body always hurts sorta. Weed helps me run every day. If you think weed is bad, alcohol withdrawal gets fucking INSANE.

Excuse me as I smoke this joint and run 6 miles. Pic is from work.