Circle_of_Joy
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Sort of an immature question- kinda like the "mom dad Im gay" coming out thing but I gotta know if anyone can give me statistics or whatnot:
I present you exhibit [a]:
+Strict mother. Realizes son is 18, but son still lives in house. Protective, does not like idea of drinking or drugs. Korean-raised, so I have no information her background with marijuana- if she even knows what it is. Ridiculously controlling, wanting to know every detail of her 18 year old son's life. Born in 1952. The more "idealistic, controlling" parental style. Bases most assumptions on wives tales, myths, popular belief (still believes cold temperature induces cold-related sickness), the news.
And coupled with exhibit (b):
+Loose father. Military. College drop. Now an overseer at a naval weapons lab. Born in 1952. I've seen photos- wouldn't surprise me if he has done it before. Conservative, white middle class man. Realizes 18 year old son's freedom to associate with friends, do what he wants within parental and legal boundaries. The more "realistic" of the parental styles.
Bring you exhibit [c]:
+Me. 18 years old. Job-searching, graduating high school, going to college. Would live with others by now, but problem: money. Like I said- I'm still job searching.
And we all live in exhibit [d]: A tiny-ass town in the middle of the desert in California. Everyone here smokes bud. Everyone. On 4/20, every single gas station and convenience store was lined up with kids buying munchies. A tiny town of 20,000 people and miles and miles of mountain and desert offers roads of 75+ MPH, brushfires, highway 395, and many many places to party, cause mayhem, blow shit up- anything say, you'd do in Mexico after 9 PM and not get caught.
Can anyone give me the odds of my parents being accepting that I smoke pot? [PS] All my friends' parents are all very cool with their sons and daughters doing it- as long as it doesnt become a heavy habit of dependency and whatnot. It gives me hope for my parents, but yet-... not.
I dont think I could've hit a worse hand of cards with my parents- they're very unpredictable and any way I work with them could work for me or against me equally, the way I see it. I plan on telling them sometime... and of course, if I plan on growing... then...
"Lucy, you have some 'splaining to do."
Anyone have stories to share, or advice, or the best way to go about this if I am just itching to break the ice with my parents- and naturally, with drugs, its a ltitle difficult to break the ice without letting them read you and know you've already stepping waist-deep into it.
Also- theres a reason for this climax of potentially unfortunate events:
I have a plant growing. So far, its tiny, sprouting- and I just told my mom that a friend told me to hang onto it and grow it, and told me it was some flower. Given the inevitable- that I will be growing it into pot and all that--- it really is a matter of time until they know (the smell will be the dead giveaway- in fact, if it didnt smell, they probably wouldnt think twice that its illegal bud and just say its an ugly lookin plant). I dont know- I hate when this happens- my mind thinks of all these scenarios...
I present you exhibit [a]:
+Strict mother. Realizes son is 18, but son still lives in house. Protective, does not like idea of drinking or drugs. Korean-raised, so I have no information her background with marijuana- if she even knows what it is. Ridiculously controlling, wanting to know every detail of her 18 year old son's life. Born in 1952. The more "idealistic, controlling" parental style. Bases most assumptions on wives tales, myths, popular belief (still believes cold temperature induces cold-related sickness), the news.
And coupled with exhibit (b):
+Loose father. Military. College drop. Now an overseer at a naval weapons lab. Born in 1952. I've seen photos- wouldn't surprise me if he has done it before. Conservative, white middle class man. Realizes 18 year old son's freedom to associate with friends, do what he wants within parental and legal boundaries. The more "realistic" of the parental styles.
Bring you exhibit [c]:
+Me. 18 years old. Job-searching, graduating high school, going to college. Would live with others by now, but problem: money. Like I said- I'm still job searching.
And we all live in exhibit [d]: A tiny-ass town in the middle of the desert in California. Everyone here smokes bud. Everyone. On 4/20, every single gas station and convenience store was lined up with kids buying munchies. A tiny town of 20,000 people and miles and miles of mountain and desert offers roads of 75+ MPH, brushfires, highway 395, and many many places to party, cause mayhem, blow shit up- anything say, you'd do in Mexico after 9 PM and not get caught.
Can anyone give me the odds of my parents being accepting that I smoke pot? [PS] All my friends' parents are all very cool with their sons and daughters doing it- as long as it doesnt become a heavy habit of dependency and whatnot. It gives me hope for my parents, but yet-... not.
I dont think I could've hit a worse hand of cards with my parents- they're very unpredictable and any way I work with them could work for me or against me equally, the way I see it. I plan on telling them sometime... and of course, if I plan on growing... then...
"Lucy, you have some 'splaining to do."
Anyone have stories to share, or advice, or the best way to go about this if I am just itching to break the ice with my parents- and naturally, with drugs, its a ltitle difficult to break the ice without letting them read you and know you've already stepping waist-deep into it.
Also- theres a reason for this climax of potentially unfortunate events:
I have a plant growing. So far, its tiny, sprouting- and I just told my mom that a friend told me to hang onto it and grow it, and told me it was some flower. Given the inevitable- that I will be growing it into pot and all that--- it really is a matter of time until they know (the smell will be the dead giveaway- in fact, if it didnt smell, they probably wouldnt think twice that its illegal bud and just say its an ugly lookin plant). I dont know- I hate when this happens- my mind thinks of all these scenarios...
...and I know my oldest (17) has smoked..found his piece/bud...etc.. but I am a REALIST...and I know how it was as a kid...so I told hin that my only concerns with it are not having the cops show up on my doorstep and wanna come in to look around...etc. and not getting into a car to go out cruising to get high. No need..just smoke it here....but be prepared to hang out for 3 hours after you do...no drivin..no goin anywhere...etc.
