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I’ll try to make this short.
Been married my to husband for about 6 years, we got married pretty fast after dating. Found out after or shortly before our wedding day the extent of his alcohol addiction. He hid it pretty well while we were dating.
He grew up in foster care since a young age and was physically an sexually abused. He struggled with alcoholism since his 20s so for about 20ish years he struggled with addiction. He is/was a real life Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde. The change in him after he’s been drinking is freightning. I was either going to leave him or he had to quit drinking. When I was pregnant with my son, he got arrested on a felony domestic violence charge but I was able to talk the prosecutor down to a misdemeanor non-DV charge. He didn’t need prison, he needed help and I knew prison would just make things worse and I knew that’s not who he wanted to be. He didn’t want to be an alcoholic but he was so consumed by the addition that nothing could pull him away from its evil claws. In comes cannabis. I told him to try it. He dabbled in it a few times and he got a taste of what life could be like, what he could have, and it gave him the chance to become the person he always wanted to be. So where do I come in? I grow it for him. He needs a lot to keep his demons at bay and the street value would cost more than $2000 per month. We started out buying but quickly realized we needed a better solution and that solution was me growing it for him. We’ve been experimenting on he best strains for him, so far very high THC (the higher the better) has been the only effective medicine for him.
Waiting on that federal legalization....
Been married my to husband for about 6 years, we got married pretty fast after dating. Found out after or shortly before our wedding day the extent of his alcohol addiction. He hid it pretty well while we were dating.
He grew up in foster care since a young age and was physically an sexually abused. He struggled with alcoholism since his 20s so for about 20ish years he struggled with addiction. He is/was a real life Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde. The change in him after he’s been drinking is freightning. I was either going to leave him or he had to quit drinking. When I was pregnant with my son, he got arrested on a felony domestic violence charge but I was able to talk the prosecutor down to a misdemeanor non-DV charge. He didn’t need prison, he needed help and I knew prison would just make things worse and I knew that’s not who he wanted to be. He didn’t want to be an alcoholic but he was so consumed by the addition that nothing could pull him away from its evil claws. In comes cannabis. I told him to try it. He dabbled in it a few times and he got a taste of what life could be like, what he could have, and it gave him the chance to become the person he always wanted to be. So where do I come in? I grow it for him. He needs a lot to keep his demons at bay and the street value would cost more than $2000 per month. We started out buying but quickly realized we needed a better solution and that solution was me growing it for him. We’ve been experimenting on he best strains for him, so far very high THC (the higher the better) has been the only effective medicine for him.
Waiting on that federal legalization....