My ex-boyfriend was a big pot smoker. Marijuana was a part of his everyday life. But not mine. Unfortunately, the second hand smoke was always around and affected me. People in my family repeatedly asked me to take tests to prove I wasn’t smoking and made references to me smoking pot but I never even did! Apparently, the second hand exposure was enough to give me symptoms and “get me high”. Well, I finally “got a clue” and left him, but by then I was an emotional and physical wreck. Six years of exposure is a long time.
Over the years I had begun to feel like my personality was split and I had an angel on one shoulder and a devil on opposite shoulder both whispering things in my ears! Read more