The first time I approached my friends and admitted that I was developing an addiction to marijuana they all laughed at me. I no longer surround myself with those people but the mark remains and I hate to admit I haven't quite gotten over it. Lately I've begun to miss them again. Its hurtful how I was there for them at any time and when it was my time of need I became a punchline to a joke that is still lost on me. Anyone care to share a similar experience?