Originally Posted by Kronik Bagz
i started smokin pot in 6th grade an my mom found out like 3 months into it, i never got bud back then it was alwayse shake an occasionally i got mex so i never really got too fucked up, i jus smelled like it. my mom basically told me that pot isnt good fer you but its not bad fer u either, she told me how my uncle used to grow an when he went away fer school he told my grandma to watch his crops. an it was only like one of those, i dun wanna find out story. when i got into junior high i started smokin pot every day, i got nugs of chronic now an was gettin really stoned an i felt bad cause my mom wanted to be in my life yet i hadnt told her bout my lifestyle. so i told her that i smoke weed still an it is the only thing that helps my headaches, it also makes me happy(i was on prozac, and effexor at the time). she said that she still does glass an that shes jus happy im not doin that. so from then on i could jus sit at the kitchen table wit her and her friend while they were spracked an smoke bowls while we played cards. from then on it was alwayse cool wit her, she jus didnt like me smokin in my room cause she didnt really like the smell an my room was her closet(i gave my sis the other room cause im nice like that :) )