Friends and family gathered for the funeral

One of my best friends was killed in a car crash when I was only 18 years old.

I was supposed to be riding home with the guy when he got into an accident.

The only reason I wasn’t with him is because my mom ended up coming to the game that night and she wanted me to ride home with her. It was cold, wet, and I see outside. I never thought that would be the last time that I saw my best friend Jack. The guy swerved to avoid a deer in the middle of the road and he hit some black ice and ended up going over a cliff. I couldn’t deal with the accident for many years. As friends and family gathered for the funeral, I retreated into a dark abyss. I didn’t come out of that dark hole until a couple of years ago. My girlfriend forced me to talk to a therapist about the things that I was feeling. The therapist thought I was suffering from PTSD symptoms. She recommended a low dose medical marijuana problem. No low dose medical marijuana product made it easier for me to sleep at night and I didn’t have as many nightmares. The medical marijuana also helps me talk more freely about Jack’s accident and the regret and sadness that I feel for not being in the car with him that day. My therapist said that everything that I am feeling is normal and she insisted that I continue with medical marijuana for at least a few more months.



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