Even though I knew it was totally legal, I still felt that I would be swarmed by cops the moment I opened the cannabis dispensary door. I still just can’t shake the feeling that marijuana is bad… Of course, I was taught that many things were terrible which turned out to be quite awesome. I grew up in a strictly religious family with zero leeway, kindness, or humor… From there, I went to a Christian college plus married a man I met there. Then came my own kids plus you have studied this script before I’m sure. I’m absolutely calling myself the latest bloomer. I’m over forty years old, on my own for the first time plus my life plus I tried marijuana for the first time. And I enjoyed it, however growing up, cannabis was the devil’s lettuce plus we’d all go to the pits of Hell if even one of us tried it once, even when medical marijuana was being passed for compassionate care reasons, my family seemed completely outraged. So having recreational marijuana be made legal must have really flipped them out. But I really don’t talk to my folks much anymore. When I opted to get a divorce once the kids were grown, they sort of disowned me. And yet, I was still sort of locked up with terror the first time I went inside the local cannabis spot. The odor hit me first plus I thought it was charming. While I wasn’t interested in smoking it, I loved how the cannabis products looked and smelled. I absolutely wanted to buy some cannabis edibles for a picnic I was going to. Boy, I’m so happy that I did because that was one of the best times I’ve ever had in my life.