I've suffered from clinical depression with mild psychosis since I was fourteen (I'm 21 now). I've had two attempted suicides and one extended stay in a psychiatric hospital. I've been on four different antidepressants and one antipsychoic. I never smoked cannabis until I was nineteen and it was the first substance that actually made feel better, made me feel normal, claimed my thoughts, eased my paranoia, made life actually enjoyable for once. And not, I'm eager to stress, just for the duration of the high. When I come down, the feeling of contentment remains; I sleep peacefully and wake up refreshed, something I've rarely been able to experience without cannabis.

Unfortunately I'm currently having to do without do to lack of availability so I'm currently struggling again with all the old bugbears of my existence. However, cannabis has also given me something I always desperately needed: a purpose. That purpose? To see cannabis legalized so that I can finally have constant access to the only medication I need for my mental woes!