The Cannabis Closet: A Working Mom

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A reader writes:

I'm a full-time working mother of two small children.  A couple nights a week, after the kids are in bed, I smoke a bowl, usually shared with my husband.  This is so much better then having a couple beers or a glass of wine.  I'm not hungover the next day and it's easier on the wallet.  I can fully relax at night, tune out a bit and I'm able to go to work the next day, no problems.  If it's a weekend I can fully interact with my children without ever having to say, "Shhh, mommy's got a headache." 

Fortunately for me, I live in a middle-class neighborhood and I'm white, so if the cops ever bust down my door they'll probably leave before arresting me because the paperwork's not worth it.  Maybe that's why the illegality of it doesn't bother me.

The Cannabis Closet: A Homeschool Mom

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A reader writes:

I am a 39-year-old homeschooling mom and I smoke pot every night after my kids are asleep, in order to maintain my sanity. One of my kids has a language disorder and is mildly autistic. Teaching him requires a great deal of fortitude and patience and some days are extremely stressful. For me, nothing takes the edge off like pot does.

I choose to smoke pot instead of drinking alcohol as I suffer from clinical depression along with everyone else in my family. Alcohol is very, very bad for my mental state so I restrict myself to a glass of wine on special occasions. Pot, along with light therapy in the winter, has helped me to manage my condition without anti-depressants.

The Cannabis Closet: Insomnia

A reader writes:

I am a stay at home Mom of a toddler, active in my synagogue and preschool. I also have suffered from secondary insomnia almost my entire life. Two or three nights a week I fall 730px-Bubba_Kush asleep, only to wake up 3 or 4 hours late. I am then unable to return to sleep for the rest of the night.

In my twenties, I had a cigar box full of marijuana that I left in a drawer by my bed. (I was never a recreational user, since smoking in the company of others made me feel paranoid.) If I woke up in the middle of the night, I would smoke a little, go back to sleep and wake up feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed. But I stopped smoking when I met my now husband, since he didn't approve. Now my insomnia has gotten much worse since the birth of my child, with all the attendant middle of the night awakenings.

The Cannabis Closet: Aspergers, Ctd

A reader writes:

Hooray for the "Dealing with Aspergers" stories! My husband has Aspergers and uses marijuana to deal with the symptoms of his neurological disorder.  The biggest struggle he faces each day is the overwhelming anxiety he experiences as a result of his many sensory processing problems.  He can see every flicker in fluorescent lighting, hear every electrical hum of an appliance, feel every fiber in his sweater. He also experiences a great deal of stress as he tries constantly to fit in and behave appropriately in social situations. He oftens says that he doesn't believe neuro-typical people can truly understand how hard it is to live in this society as a person with autism.

The Cannabis Closet: Safe Havens

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A reader writes:

I think living in Manhattan has warped my view of how others view pot. I can get it anytime I want. They deliver the stuff here (granted, at a HUGE markup, but still). You can also smoke on the street with relative impunity. Often I will be walking around and have the sweet, musty smell of pot enter my nose. I always look around to see if I can identify the culprit, but I never can. Ironically, smoking weed in a crowded public place is probably the safest place to do it. In fact, wondering the streets of Manhattan or Brooklyn with a spliff in my hand is one of my favorite activities and I have almost zero worries about getting caught (being middle class and white doesn't hurt).

Another writes:

I am a late 20s casual user, college and law school graduate, working as an attorney, in a healthy relationship, stay fit, run a small business, etc. I live in Portland, Oregon, so pot use is pretty much accepted here. Once someone gets past the level of a casual acquaintance, it's usually okay to tell them about it, and more often than not they indulge, or have in the past.

Another:

A few years ago, some friends and I were passing a joint in an alley behind a bar in downtown Vancouver, BC, when we were suddenly caught by surprise by the police. The officers gave us a stern lecture, confiscated our pot and let us go.

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The Cannabis Closet: The Conservatives

by Chris Bodenner A reader writes: I used to be a conservative Republican like you.  I am now a conservative Democrat.  I think our government is overbearing in many instances. In the case of marijuana, it’s missing out on a large amount of tax revenue if the stuff were legalized and regulated like alcohol. Doing that would rid … Continue reading The Cannabis Closet: The Conservatives