Making bad choices

The pot is not to blame for my poor decisions last weekend.

  • I know how wrecked I was, but I am a harsh believer in being accountable for one’s own actions.

When someone drinks too much booze and gets in a car crash, it isn’t the fault of the booze. It is such a cop out when people do stupid or dangerous things in addition to then say “it was not my fault, because I was too buzzed to think what I was doing.” I don’t accept that excuse from anyone else, in addition to I would never use it for myself. The truth is I ate way too many pot brownies, separate from knowing they were laced with a hardcore strain in addition to a stunning amount of cannabis. I knew they were loaded with blue dreams but it wasn’t until I was already tripping that I was told about the mushrooms. The next day I learned about how wild I had run while under the influence of the magical pot brownies. I had spent a lot of time running around naked outside, in addition to feeling mortified! There was no way I could blame the cannabis for my behavior that night, because it has never had that effect on me before. Cannabis never makes me act crazy, so I think it was the mushrooms to blame… but it’s still my fault for not knowing what was in those pot brownies before I ate them, but from now on I will only eat cannabis edibles that I have made myself, so I think exactly what is in them.


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