I almost posted this in the marijuana forum, but that forum is filled with perma-fried little stoner kids who just don't get it. I've been smoking since I was sixteen, I have no regrets for having tried it for it opened my mind in so many ways, and may be somewhat responsible for the positive lifestyle I now pursue. But when does enough become enough? I feel like there is nothing more that marijuana can show me, in fact it may even be closing my mind at this point. How was/is marijuana a part of your life, and what is your general opinion of it?