doing what I love
Mary Jane... where the hell do I start? No, seriously. In a way, I think it’s helped me navigate through life. Weed has been a constant go-to for me for the past year-and-a-half of my life (with thanks to my best friend and girlfriend), my own little crutch. For as long as I could remember, I’ve dealt with heavy anxiety and fluctuating depression; I’d think and overthink, toss and turn. It was like my mind was running constantly. I could never get a break. I’m sure we’ve all been there, and I’m not going to lie, it really sucks, but little did I know that the solution to my problem was closer than I thought.
I think we’ve all been a little terrified of growing up too fast. There is a mindless beauty to ignorance. Not knowing everything, asking questions, endless curiosity, all of what drives us towards the unknown with no fear of getting hurt. I miss that. Not thinking twice or second-guessing, just...going. But to our dismay, regardless of if we want it or not, we all grow old, we all learn the hard way.