It was like a miracle
I have always had a rough time trying to keep my mind focused. I was named with aspergers when I was just starting middle school. My mom didn’t know what to do with me. I was antisocial, sensitive to sound, textures and had a hard time communicating. When my behaviors started being destructive and harmful to others, she finally admitted that I needed some help. All of us were going to a psychologist that was teaching me how to deal with my issues. They were giving me tools that would help me in my everyday life. The doctors were giving me prescriptions that made me calm down and be less sensitive. I always felt as if I was walking in a maze. If they lowered the dose, my aspergers would return with a vengeance. My mind and body was in an endless loop of emotional and physical highs and lows. When I was 19, my doctor made a suggestion to my mom. He said that marijuana often helped with aspergers. He wanted my mom to allow me to give it a try. Medical marijuana has recently been legalized in our area. My doctor told me which doctor to go to that would be able to help my mom get me a medical marijuana card. It was like a miracle. For the first time in as long as I can remember, I was able to be around other people without feeling awkward. When it came time for me to start taking entrance exams, I wasn’t having a strenuous time, thanks to the medical marijuana.