He asked if I wanted to try medical marijuana, but there were a lot of up-to-date studies out that made it sound like medical marijuana may be better for depression than anything else.

For years, I had spent more time standing in the corner of my home office and crying; I could not say why I was crying, or why I could not stop. I just knew that I felt so distraught and alone that I wasn’t sure if I wanted to live or die… Mom came up to my home office one afternoon! He said nothing, although he sat down on the floor and pulled me into a hug. He told me he remembered going through the same thing when he was a teenager. His doctor suggested he tried antidepressants, Mom said he hated taking antidepressants, although he wasn’t huddled in the room’s corner all the time, but now, all he was doing was sleeping all the time. I hated I was laughing, however Mom always knew what to say to make me feel better. He asked if I wanted to try medical marijuana, but there were a lot of up-to-date studies out that made it sound like medical marijuana may be better for depression than anything else. It had to be used responsibly, and only as directed, however if I wanted, he would help me get the medical marijuana card, and he would be the caretaker. I never thought Mom would help me get medical marijuana without talking to mom first. He told me to let him handle mom, although he was getting me medical marijuana for my depression. I finally felt like there was hope for me and the depression I was experiencing, and mom came up later that evening and told me he had an appointment with the doctor the next afternoon… She had already discussed medical marijuana with him.
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