got cought

damn, well, i had a 4 day weekend and had planned to get blazed every night. sadly, after the second night, my mom smelled pot in my bedroom. i told her it was my clothes from the campfire we had outside, but she was determined to find something weed related...
so she fuckin empties out my entire trashcan and starts searching through it!! she found a black tipped toothpick i had used to clean my screen with, and some resin stained tisue papers.
apparently that was proof enough, cuz she broke down in tears. she was telling me how i could have OD'd or gotten bronchitus and all that shit. lol. well anyways i told my parents i do it cuz its fun and theyre not gonna stop me. they didn't take it that well, and now theyre acting as if i'm a dissapointment as a son. and theyre fuckin sending me to a therapist cuz they think i have depression.
our whole talk turned into a lot more than just weed, they were telling me all this shit they had been thinking about me, like they thought i was troubled and have depression and need to work some things out and.. holy shit its just rediculous.

well anyways, just thought i'd bitch about my parents for a little bit.

Sorry about that.

sorry dude... if u ask me, parents are just shit. all that crying and shit... god i wud hate it if my parents cared that much

Hah, my mum never cried or anything, but they felt like i was a dissapointment for a while.

They're over it now though, and I'm gonna try and work on convincing my mom to smoke with me in a couple of days. (when i'll start tryin to break her). heh.

So yeah man, just give it a while. And you probably shouldn't smoke in your room so much, I've only smoked in here twice. Heh.

If you don't want your mum smelling the good smoke blow it into an old tshirt (this wont get rid of the smell entirely but it makes a difference. Inscence (spelling?) also disguises the smell.
When my mum found out she told me that Id never succeed in life unless I gave it up and my grandma says she wants me to have quit it by next year. What gives them the right to dictate your life. Any ignorant comments related to weed should be laughed at as the people behind them have no clue what they are talking about as they havnt done the research and have just gone with what "society" in general thinks of weed. When the fuck has the general population ever been right...

I never tried it until I was 24 (I know, a lot of good years went by!), so I never had to face that situation

I have hippie parents, so I too never had to experience that. But yeah, just handle it in a calm way. Don't argue with them about it, try to discuss it rationally. Do your research and try to make them realize that you aren't going to overdose or kill your brain cells or anything. And if they send you to a therapist, try to pretend you have multiple personality disorder. That will make it all much more entertaining for you.

^ Exactly.

The number one thing to do, at least in my many experiences, is to show them that you can still be intelligent. If you start coming home blazed as fuck asking, "Whaaaaats ferrrrrr diiiiiiinerrrrrrrrr?" then you deserve to get your ass kicked.

Also, bring up the fact that it's virtually impossible for a human to overdose on weed.

And, I know it's kinda Brady Bunch-ish, but at least she gives a shit about you. In her mind you're doing bad things to yourself and she doesn't want it so. Just keep explaining, calmly, that it's a gift from nature (I compared it to a sunset) and only people who are fuckups originally let it take their life over.

Ok, this is what I learned from getting caught. Don't talk back. Just nod your head and agree. Just agree man. I know it's hard, but if you say "yeah, I see your point." or "ok, that sounds reasonable" . Just agree, and it will be over. If you say "its just pot, it not a big deal " then get ready for a few weeks of hell. I got caught twice. The first time I was a prick and didn't live it down for a month. The second time, I agreed with everything they said, showed them my stash, 1/8 of some mids, and flushed it down the toilet while they were there. They never spoke of it again.... take the hit and just act like they are right

[QUOTE=Funkamander]^ Exactly.

The number one thing to do, at least in my many experiences, is to show them that you can still be intelligent. If you start coming home blazed as fuck asking, "Whaaaaats ferrrrrr diiiiiiinerrrrrrrrr?" then you deserve to get your ass kicked.

ROTFL

same shit happend to me, my mom found out i smoke and made me go to a shrink. now once a month i go there and get piss tested.

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Originally Posted by krons

same shit happend to me, my mom found out i smoke and made me go to a shrink. now once a month i go there and get piss tested.

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brb FBI

I got caught in 8th grade at school said i was holdin it for someone blahblah... I regret not sayin it was mine. It would save a lot of sneakin around and my parents would probably understand what makes me think the way i do. So if u get the shrink over with u mght have a better relationship w/ur parnets.

my parents hate weed but know that I'm more in controll of my life that they are of theres like my mom doesnt have a place to live right now and my dad is probly doing the best out of very one but he knows im living way better than he my mom or my sister right now and weed doest have a thing to do with it. i dont think any one can understand weed unless they just listen to the people who use it man, like its not a big deal and they know it but they (through some suttle atempt) are trying to live through you any falures are there fault anf there fore they get depressed even though its just you doing what ever with some buddys!! :D a real therapist will include them in to the treatment and will address what ever over reacting that is happning the way they sould clamly and so should you if you panic teh theripist will think you need help. realy no one does but if any one it wouild be best if every one was all calm about it... im on mushrooms peace...

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Originally Posted by Cennar

my parents hate weed but know that I'm more in controll of my life that they are of theres like my mom doesnt have a place to live right now and my dad is probly doing the best out of very one but he knows im living way better than he my mom or my sister right now and weed doest have a thing to do with it. i dont think any one can understand weed unless they just listen to the people who use it man, like its not a big deal and they know it but they (through some suttle atempt) are trying to live through you any falures are there fault anf there fore they get depressed even though its just you doing what ever with some buddys!! :D a real therapist will include them in to the treatment and will address what ever over reacting that is happning the way they sould clamly and so should you if you panic teh theripist will think you need help. realy no one does but if any one it wouild be best if every one was all calm about it... im on mushrooms peace...

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too long no paragraphs not gonna read and neither is anyone

I read it.

if i get caught id get in so much shit, mum would probably hit me with a golf club or somethin

and yeah that sucks man, im pretty sure my parents would do the same thing to me

the whole therapy thing anyway

SPAM...

you could have just edited your first post :p


its cool

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damn, well, i had a 4 day weekend and had planned to get blazed every night. sadly, after the second night, my mom smelled pot in my bedroom. i told her it was my clothes from the campfire we had outside, but she was determined to find something weed related...
so she fuckin empties out my entire trashcan and starts searching through it!! she found a black tipped toothpick i had used to clean my screen with, and some resin stained tisue papers.
apparently that was proof enough, cuz she broke down in tears. she was telling me how i could have OD'd or gotten bronchitus and all that shit. lol. well anyways i told my parents i do it cuz its fun and theyre not gonna stop me. they didn't take it that well, and now theyre acting as if i'm a dissapointment as a son. and theyre fuckin sending me to a therapist cuz they think i have depression.
our whole talk turned into a lot more than just weed, they were telling me all this shit they had been thinking about me, like they thought i was troubled and have depression and need to work some things out and.. holy shit its just rediculous.

well anyways, just thought i'd bitch about my parents for a little bit.

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im so sorry to here that, being (prety much cought) before my self.

There is one very good thing about being cought and that is that they KNOW. and you've gotten the hard part over and done with.

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Originally Posted by NightProwler

damn, well, i had a 4 day weekend and had planned to get blazed every night. sadly, after the second night, my mom smelled pot in my bedroom. i told her it was my clothes from the campfire we had outside, but she was determined to find something weed related...

so she fuckin empties out my entire trashcan and starts searching through it!! she found a black tipped toothpick i had used to clean my screen with, and some resin stained tisue papers. apparently that was proof enough, cuz she broke down in tears. she was telling me how i could have OD'd or gotten bronchitus and all that shit. lol. well anyways i told my parents i do it cuz its fun and theyre not gonna stop me. they didn't take it that well, and now theyre acting as if i'm a dissapointment as a son. and theyre fuckin sending me to a therapist cuz they think i have depression.

our whole talk turned into a lot more than just weed, they were telling me all this shit they had been thinking about me, like they thought i was troubled and have depression and need to work some things out and.. holy shit its just rediculous.

well anyways, just thought i'd bitch about my parents for a little bit.

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It's good to bitch once in awhile.

Two things right off the bat:

1) Your mom is savvy. She knew pot when she smelled it, and she went looking for evidence -- and found it! It would be one thing if you were falsely accused, but you can't fault her for being right, dude!

My guess is that she's been exposed to it before, maybe used it herself. It's tough to hide from a person like that.

2) Despite her out-of-control emotions, she obviously gives a shit about you, and apparently your dad does, too. This is *not* -- repeat, NOT! -- a bad thing.

Of course the conversatiuon is going to turn to more than just weed, because, hopefully, your life is about more than weed, anyway. The fact that they tried to have a conversation with you puts them way above a lot of parents, who don't give a rat's ass what happens to their kid until they're shown crying their eyes out at the county morgue on Action News at 11. Seriously.

I know it feels like you're on the spot, and so you are, because they're the authority and like someone else wrote, you end up having to suck it up and deal. It feels rotten, but those are the facts.

Thing is, you'll always have someone kicking your ass -- that's just the way life is. If it's not your parents, then it's your boss, when you're 15 minutes late, or your probation officer, if you fuck up severely. And those kinds of people can really make your life miserable. Truly, knowing what to kiss, and when, is part of living, and so is showing up on time and looking like you've come to play and not just being a fuck-up.

Heck, I wanted to grow weed so that I could keep a supply handy, rather than be out, as I am now. But Mrs. Byker said no -- it's one thing if I get caught holding, she says, but if there are plants in the basement and some dumfuk law enforcement agent finds out about them, she's busted, too. No matter how many assertions I made about the unliklihood of this happening, she wouldn't agree. But since it's her house, too, she gets to say -no-, and I have to listen to her, or split up. (And I love her too much for that!)

So I'm weedless, and look -- I'm still living just fine! How 'bout that?

As for the therapist: look at it as an opportunity to talk to someone who you don't have to kiss-up to. So talk about whatever's on your mind. Somebody piss you off? One of your fuckwit teachers is kicking your ass? Tell him or her. You might find out they have some good ideas, and even if they don't, you're not required to do what they tell you, anyway.

Bottom line: stuff like this happens to a lot of people. Be glad it's not worse -- be glad they didn't call the cops, be glad nobody interrogated you for your source or accused you of dealing or whatnot.

This will pass. If your shit is together, and you keep it together, in five, ten years time, you'll look back on this and laugh. Really.

I got caught with an 1/8th of hash when I was 13 and my dad took me to the police station.
He told me he had a speeding fine to pay but when we went the room in the police station, the bag that has the hash in it was lying on the desk :eek:

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Originally Posted by sharpezor

im so sorry to here that, being (prety much cought) before my self.

There is one very good thing about being cought and that is that they KNOW. and you've gotten the hard part over and done with.

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exactly, once they are accustomed to the idea, (over it) then itll be alot easier for all of you.

repeat yourself and tell her straight out that you do it just for fun with the guys and that you're not depressed at all (unless you are depressed, then a therapist might help). but you sound like an average guy so tell them to chill out, or lie and say you'll quit.

what could the cops do if your parents called them...honestly

anyway, my parents know, my mom still isn't happy but with it, but is a lot more chill about it then before.

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Originally Posted by NightProwler

damn, well, i had a 4 day weekend and had planned to get blazed every night. sadly, after the second night, my mom smelled pot in my bedroom. i told her it was my clothes from the campfire we had outside, but she was determined to find something weed related...
so she fuckin empties out my entire trashcan and starts searching through it!! she found a black tipped toothpick i had used to clean my screen with, and some resin stained tisue papers.
apparently that was proof enough, cuz she broke down in tears. she was telling me how i could have OD'd or gotten bronchitus and all that shit. lol. well anyways i told my parents i do it cuz its fun and theyre not gonna stop me. they didn't take it that well, and now theyre acting as if i'm a dissapointment as a son. and theyre fuckin sending me to a therapist cuz they think i have depression.
our whole talk turned into a lot more than just weed, they were telling me all this shit they had been thinking about me, like they thought i was troubled and have depression and need to work some things out and.. holy shit its just rediculous.

well anyways, just thought i'd bitch about my parents for a little bit.

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Sounds harsh. Too bad your parents have fallen into marijuana propanganda, like the OD'ing, or bronchitis. Like really, check out Cannabis Health magazine, they are online as well at:

www.cannabishealth.com

It is a free magazine and the headshop here gives them out. It is a very informative magazine about using MJ as a medicine, has website links to doctors reports about the facts that have proven time and time again, that MJ is virtually harmless. Check it out if you can and try to have a mature discussion about it. Sit down with them and show them MJ is virtually a harmless drug, minus the slight lung damage, but certainly NOT life threatening or dangerous to you in the future.

Seems parentd are real hardass about this shit these days. I remeber when I got caught, all my dad told me is he couldn't give me shit for something he use to do, and as long as I didn't smoke crack, he wouldn't have to beat my ass :D My parents know how harmless MJ is. They lived through the 70's, they know what it's really about and know that government propaganda is bullshit.

Too bad for you. Good luck man :cool:

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Originally Posted by SensiRide

I got caught with an 1/8th of hash when I was 13 and my dad took me to the police station.
He told me he had a speeding fine to pay but when we went the room in the police station, the bag that has the hash in it was lying on the desk :eek:

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that fucking blows, sounds like something my dad would do... >:O!

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Originally Posted by ermitonto

I read it.

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Yup. Me too.

That blows man sorry about that. don't give in though.