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At the age of 15, my brother and I had been hanging out frequently. He is five years older than me. He didn’t know yet that I am depressed because at this point I had kept just about everything to myself. My parents were divorced for 7 years already and I was living with my mom.
I started to notice him doing things differently. He was paying attention, but at the same time he would zone off a lot. I asked him if something was going on and he said that he started smoking pot. I asked him what it was like while doing my own research to see if there were any medicinal uses for depression, and I found that a lot of people like to use it for helping them with their depression.
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One day, he was with his friends in the garage. I went out there to see if I could hang out with them. To my surprise, they were all smoking pot and drinking. My brother told them it was fine if I stayed in there, so they let me in and I hung out with them. He let me try it but all I got out of the pot was a sore throat and sore lungs from coughing.
I continued to try it with my brother, and at this rate, my depression had been getting worse and worse. It wasn’t until my third or fourth time actually smoking that I got high, and from that point on, I became a pothead. It helps me, it relaxes my nerves and I’m able to slow down a bit, instead of overthinking so much.
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When I move back home and away from my dad, his girlfriend, and her family, I’m going to continue smoking pot. I will do it at my own discretion and safely away from people who are going to tell or people who don’t want it near them.
