The world we live in is the cause of all these depressed young people. I'm one of them. I don't care whether you support this or not, but I am a daily smoker. I go through at least an ounce every week.

Before I started smoking, I hated everything. I hated how the population gets lied to on a daily basis. I hated the fact that diseases exist. I hated the persecutions of all the people who stood for what they believed in, and tried exposing the truth. I was depressed. I did not want to kill myself, but I did not see the point in living. I didn't plan on killing myself or have suicidal thoughts, I just assumed I'd live in this world, miserable, until I died naturally.

I was nihilistic. I didn't see the point in anything. I was intelligent, but did not apply myself in school, as I was no longer treated with respect from teachers, like I was when I was in the gifted classes. At school I was bored all the time. Most of my friends bored me.

To occupy my time, I would research subjects that interested me, such as animals, conspiracy theories, and listen and write music. Still, I was bored. I knew if I applied myself in school, and got a job, and made money I could live a wealthy life, but I knew from experience of being wealthy in the past, and then just being middle class, that no matter what, I still saw how corrupt the earth was, and really wanted no part of it.

Then I got high. Then, I was experiencing life all over again. Suddenly, everything was exciting. From that point on, I realized the point of life. (my view at least). We are all going to die, our time is short, instead of worrying about non-important things, and war, and everything, we should just enjoy the time that we have.

Smoking cannabis helped me enjoy my time. I was happy, knowing that I knew how corrupt the world is for once. I no longer felt miserable knowing I lived in a corrupt world. I felt lucky that I realized it, and was having fun being high.

Well, whenever the high would wear off, I'd be back to the regular world. Wondering why, about a lot of things. Why spend my time doing the things I do being miserable and nihilistic when I could do the things I do, while high? It was a personal choice. Proof that it's an effective medicine. I started out depressed. Took cannabis=no depression. Stop cannabis- depression returns. The "withdraws" were just reminders of how I felt before I started. I wanted to smoke. I felt I was doing something positive for myself.

Not a day has gone by, since 8 days last summer (a vacation) that I have not gotten high. If I wake up, and wait to smoke, I do notice that I get irritable and annoyed. I start getting depressed. etc...

But, cannabis withdraw is not the cause, because I was feeling that way, BEFORE I even started smoking in the first place. Cannabis is my medicine. I'm living proof on the effects of cannabis on my mental health.

Peace,
horror business :rasta: