Ok so I've recently turned 20 and left behind the teenage years, I attend community college, have a car and I'm job searching (somewhere I won't get piss tested). I won't lie, I'm like a volcanic king chieftan when it comes to how much I smoke, and I enjoy the taste of brown liquor or whiskey every now and then. Raised in a religious Christian house where if the church says something is bad I am to blindly accept it as evil or of the "devil's work". Dude I never bought into that shit. I stay with my mom and her husband currently, no real problems, small arguements end quickly and when we do explode im cool keepin to myself for a few days but my mom went into my room the other night saying it was dirty (which is bullshit mom code for bored and curious) and found about an ounce of marijuana in a masom jar that I own as well as my crown royal and Jack daniels. She made it into big deal saying she tried her best to raise me and why am I doing this to her when in reality I don't feel wrong or bad now ok maybe keeping it in the house wasn't kosher but at 20 and in school I think it shouldn't matter. She's never seen in the actual act of smoking because I knew she was critical about it and thats out of respect, I never even once in my life thought about smoking in my house but around it outside?? FUCK YEA! There have been hints that I smoke like 9th grade I was caught with my brothers (child hood friends) by the dean and sent home after our parents were called, strange smells sometimes, she even always made suspicious comments like "if you smoke, Im not saying you are, but you get cancer" and repeating that all the way until I graduated highschool. I don't get how now she finds the evidence she searched so hard for over the years and then just automatically I'm one of the "Bad" people, when I saw her with my stuff I didn't feel scared, worried, or even mad until she went all religious bible crazy (not even the original the NEW UPDATED king bullshit book) and says im going down a destructive path. I am a quiet, happy, party hard, book/street smart kind of guy so I don't believe ill look back 10 years from now and go, damn...I wish I never smoked weed or had a drink. I didn't feel sorry or wrong for possessing either, I smoke outside, most people don't even know I smoke and 90 percent of the time im high as shit. My feels like she failed me and is talking about putting me out (not worried its sunny today) but I've made it farther than my real brother and biological father, who both didn't even make it college and would blatantly disrespect her. I do not regret getting caught or anything I'm doing currently I feel like I'm a good guy, "straight with the weed and the liquor these days cus the new drugs got the kids trippin these days" I just needed people to vent to without talking because I don't plan on telling my friends about the situation because some of them dont know I smoke and ones who do deserve to chill not hear this long ass explanation lmao
It is a shame, your mom cannot just tell you that she is concerned for you and your health...and keep it with just her feelings about you, instead of going of on some Bible guilt rant....that would drive anyone to more drink and smoke......
my mom stopped getting mad at me when i stopped hiding it from her. one random day my friend came over and we wanted to smoke a blunt. so i said, why the fuck are we gonna go hide in a corner like a couple of crack heads? so we just rolled it up and started smoking in the backyard in front of my whole family. at first it was awkward, lol. we were looking at each other and trying to contain our laughter. but then we just said fuck it! and went with the flow. i then had a conversation with my mom where i told her that i just dont have any feelings of guilt and have no reason to hide it from her. ever since then, she has no problem with it. i dont have to hide my shit any more and she respects me for being honest. we are now closer because of it and she recognizes the fact that i smoke in front of her because i dont feel the need to lie to her.
