I had my first puff on a joint when I was 13. I remember feeling like I was having the best time in the world. Probably partly running on adrenaline because me and my friend had snuck out of my house and met up with my boyfriend and his friend, and I always got aContinue reading “Becoming an addict”
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The Beginning.
I was always a bit of a worrier growing up. I can remember being scared something bad was going to happen all the time. Its not something I was really open about, if I was open about being scared I was told to harden up, stop being a sook. So I thought I just hadContinue reading “The Beginning.”
Real Anxious Mama 