Man, after seeing my mom at Easter Dinner yesterday and seeing the devastating effects that MS and arthritis are doing to her I came home and cried. I was really sad to see her so empty and different from the strong woman who raised me and my siblings. Seeing how proud she is of my passion to bring marijuana to the state of Illinois makes the daily grind so much smoother and the anxiety of breaking the law a little easier to cope with. I go from grow house to grow house and drive from patient to patient EVERYDAY breaking the law. Don't get me wrong the money is fast and easy but its not Wall Street paper. I have bills to pay and mouths to feed, student loan to pay off and a dog who loves her kibble. I go from supplier to supplier who in the end betray me. It may not be much but when you try and develope a professional relationship with a "drug dealer" it only lasts for a short while in my experiences. Shorted on lbs. and given falsely identified herb that ends up hurting my patients who needed a heavy indica and ended up with a sativa that is not helping with the pain. I dream of moving to California and finding my old friend who was a businessman and not a drug dealer. Where are they at in Illinois? Is everything as corrupt as the politics being played in Springfield? I despise going to the Southside of the Chi and dealing with the gangs and 5th generations welfare recipients who have on new Jordan's but when i go to their house and buy 3 lbs. the kids are eating cereal with water. I'm just tired of living an illegal life that brings joy to the patients that I serve and yself closer to a jail cell. Have you ever met an MS patient who could barely talk when you met but now works at Wal-Mart as a greeter because of the herb you give him? How about my best friend who has Leukemia and was near death before puffing that first chillum and actually craving food? How about me? Shattered vertebrea and a wicked case of ADHD. I smoke and I can keep a job and not drink my demons away. I can also go more than 2 minutes without cracking my back after toking. It's rare to find magnets that attract the sick and over-prescribed and thats me. Maybe its all of the Seedless gear that I wear on a daily basis.
I just lost a friend to the drug war and now I don't know where my people will get their meds........if there is a God, please give me the strength to perservere and one day bring medical cannabis to Illinois.
I call them patients. They call themselves patients. When is Illinois going to call us patients.
I just lost a friend to the drug war and now I don't know where my people will get their meds........if there is a God, please give me the strength to perservere and one day bring medical cannabis to Illinois.
I call them patients. They call themselves patients. When is Illinois going to call us patients.
