When I was younger, my family had a lot of problems.
My mother was in and out of jail and I did not assume who my father was.
My brothers and I did not look alike and I truthfully did not guess every one of us had the same father’s. We were in and out of foster homes until every one of us were twelve years old. That’s when the state took us out of our beach house for the last time. We were locationd with a foster family that adopted my brother and I. Unfortunately, the destruction was already done and all of the care about and compassion in the world could not fix my depression and despair. I thought alcohol was that answer to my problems. I started drinking when I was 15 years old. I went to rehab the first time when I was 17. I was convicted of DUI before I was certainly old enough to consume alcohol legally. When I was convicted of a DUI, I was sentenced to spend a year in prison, then during that time, I went through alcohol rehabilitation classes. I l earned about my triggers and my addiction. When I got out of prison, I decided to start using recreational marijuana. I was tempted to start drinking again, but recreational marijuana was a much better answer to my problems. Medical doctors agreed and provided myself and others a prescription for marijuana so I would not have to pay the higher taxes. I use marijuana everyday and it makes myself and others feel calm and relaxed. I’m also seeing a therapist, and it helps to talk about my past and my childhood.