Hi i'm a 19 year old man and i'm going to share a story about me and smoking weed since i was 15. The first time I smoked it was at a friends house and I got super high, my friend, who was 17 at the time was used to it so he didn't get as stoned as me. I enjoyed it and told myself that was the last time I would ever do it. A week later I asked that same friend if he knew where to get some weed and he got me in touch with a dealer. I went to the guy and he gave me 1 gram. I went home later that day and chopped it up. I smoked about 2 bongs and I was comfortably high. After I ran out of weed I went to buy some more and I just kept spending money on it every time I didn't have any. Until one day when I got caught being high at school. The school called up my parents and I was suspended until further notice. Both my parents sat me down at home and explained all the dangers of weed like it was a bad thing. What I didn't notice at the time is that it was pulling me away from those who loved me e.g my parents and siblings. It also made me have major mood swings. Back to what my parents were saying to me. They gave me a choice after they explained the horrible things it does to your body. The two choices were either family or drugs. Now this meant I could choose drugs and continue doing them and get kicked out with nowhere to go, or I could stay at home and stop doing them. I was being stubborn and I asked "Will you give me money to support me if I move out" and they said "No, you will be kicked out and you will see none of us for the rest of your life" and that really did get to me. So since that day I haven't smoked any weed or touched any drugs because of the affect it had on me and the people surrounding me. So all I'm asking from each and everyone of you guys reading this is think about what you are doing and who it is affecting, that is all.