I was raised in a genuinely strict household and there were certain topics that were always off limits.
My parents are genuinely conservative and didn’t allow any sort of drug or alcohol use.
They even informed us that they expected us to continue this once every one of us moved out… Of course, like any child raised in a very strict environment, my sister and I both went on a rebellious journey when we left for college… This was a pretty major disappointment to our parents and it caused a strained relationship that still exists to this day. I didn’t help matters when I graduated either. I earned my degree in horticulture and I went on to labor at a research facility in CO. As everyone knows, this state was among the first to legalize the use of mairjuana for both medical and recreational use. When I took the task I knew that I would be on a team that was laboring on new strains of the plant to help deliver relief to various pain symptoms. I knew that I could help to make a sizable difference in the quality of life for these people, but, I also knew that I dreaded contacting my parents to tell them about the amazing task I had gotten. I knew that I would not get the congratulations that I deserved for getting such a nice task immediately out of college. Instead, I would get a lecture on how marijuana was a dangerous substance and that they did not condone the use of it for medical or any other reason. My parents only view the use of any controlled substance as an illegal activity and will never condone its use no matter how beneficial it happens to be.