Most people don’t really concern themselves about the details and just have a rough idea about how much weed people around them are smoking. This is usually just an approximate, and can go up or down depending on people circumstance / parties! However there’s that moment when a desperate time of there being no weed around for whatever reason and the truth about people start to come out.
The Dealer Went to Bed
It happens, he texts back saying “Have you looked at the time?” you realise you knew this anyway but wouldn’t hurt to try. So it did, we missed out on topups of some good shit, and left the gang with nothing to fill those dependencies.
The Next Morning
“FUCK OFF”, “It’s your FUCKING fault!”, “Where is that fucking dealer?!?@?”
You walk outside to see all sorts of madness, people talking to themselves, pissed off, and generally very unhappy! “RELAX, we’re on the way to the dealers!!!” I reply as I’m barraged with all sorts of profanities and accusations.
The Reacquaintance
Que the music, “Just The Two of Us” The addicts all reunited with that weed and all a sudden things are cool again between everybody. However you are left with a real understanding of who the real POT HEADS are and those who are just smoking here and there. Everybody will generally claim to smoke what is deemed the socially acceptable amount i.e be it for smoking the smallest amount in a week or in certain groups getting ample respect for smoking loads.
The Real Sufferer
Now this is the problem, sometimes it’s more than just a few cranky dudes, sometimes it’s just one person who acts completely over and above the craziest and suddenly you realise something extra about them that you hadn’t before i.e that they are more addicted to the drug than you possibly could ever appreciate. Their dependancy on the drugs has grown to levels of complete instability where they are smoking secretly and privately 24/7. I had realisation about a close friend of mine who revealed themselves to me a full addict with a complete 24/7 dependency. He would smoke rolled tobacco cigarettes all the time, but what we’d never see is that he’d be putting small amounts of weed into those rollies, enough to do on undetected by people around him. In this way in time being effectively a 24/7 weed smoker.
Conclusion
Lets not fuck around here, and cut to the chase, ask yourself can you really trust the word of a drug addict? i.e. somebody who is almost being blackmailed for happiness just to have this drug in their life. The clever answer is NO, and that’s the thing, do we ever really know how addicted those are around us? Some talk about it openly, some pretend to be open about it, others just don’t care what people think, however some hold a very dear secret which is soo crazy they just don’t think about it that they’ve dug their hole soo damn deep, they’ve really reduced their percentage of getting out of this one. That said, no hole cannot be climbed, cos at the end of the day if you dug it, and you can un-dig it to!