My name is Erin and I’ve always had SEVERE ANXIETY and some DEPRESSION.
Things really fell apart for me when my fiancé died in a horrible accident. They increased all of my meds and added a bunch more. I was in and out of mental institutions being diagnosed with things like “psychosis” and “bipolar.” I was on 800mg of Seroquel, Latuda, Ativan, Ambien, Tramidol, Klonopin and those are just the ones I can remember off the top of my head. I was taking a handful of pills every few hours.
And I was a zombie with intense hallucinations…
Then I was hospitalized with acute pancreatitis because my body just couldn’t handle it anymore.
One day, an old friend of mine turned me onto cannabis. It has made me feel the closest thing to “normal” in years. Before cannabis, dying sounded like a good idea.
I use different strains for the daily anxiety and I use Silver Back for insomnia. I use edibles during the day and smoke at night.
I’ve been off all scripts for 2 years now, which ironically, is the last time I was in a psych ward.
Without cannabis, I know I wouldn’t be here anymore.