My mom judges me for selling cannabis, so it is an ongoing issue between us.

I savor my mother dearly, and I know she has sacrificed her whole life to take care of me, and dad left when I was still in diapers, and she was supported and cared for me solo ever since.

Mom is super religious and goes to church every Wednesday, something I don’t do personally. As much as I respect my mom and her beliefs, I simply don’t share them. After school I got a job, like normal people do, which I lost within weeks due to the COVID shutdown. While in quarantine I started growing cannabis plants in my attic, and it turns out I’m pretty fine with horticulture! I transitioned into becoming a full-time cannabis dealer, and found that it paid a lot better than my last job, however since I never lie to my mother, I came clean to her about selling cannabis. She begged me to stop, but how else could I make this much money and still get stoned every day? Then she went to her preacher at church and asked him to talk to me about the evils of cannabis. What Mom didn’t know was that the preacher was already one of my greatest cannabis purchasers. The preacher and his wife smoked almost an ounce of cannabis every week! Out of respect, I went in for a meeting with the preacher, and during our discussion about the evils of cannabis we smoked a joint, and after that I sold him his weekly ounce.

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