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«We were at home. We were smoking with friends. My dad was in the car talking about some stuff. My daughter was in the back playing, listening to music. We were in front of the weed machines, smoking with friends, talking about these things in general. We have to learn how to smokejarvees.com,» says Goss, who describes himself as a conservative Christian, as well as a member of the conservative Jewish community.
His daughter tells me the machine on her desk was used to grind up weed to extract it into usable amounts, and she was taught to light up with a lighter. «It was the weed that was chopped up,» she says. The machine was also used for the extraction process itself, Goss says. The weed was then smoked as long as necessary, and she was taught the finer points of smoke extraction.
That’s all Goss and her three teenage friends know about cannabis, and she only learned how to smoke in her late teens and 20s. She does acknowledge, however, that she has some training. It wasn’t just in the form of marijuana that her father taught her about the potential dangers of smoking, but she also learned what it was like to have to live with anxiety, depression and insomnia for decades. She says a family member who helped her transition into adulthood gave her a psychological assessment, and she was given the drug. «It was like it came from the womb,» she says. «It was very powerful and I was extremely fearful of it, but I loved it.»
The drugs were the most powerful thing to bring her out of her funk. «We used to call it love at first light,» she explains. «I went into the middle of the night smoking, sleeping for 15 minutes, thinking I could get a high. Then all of a sudden, I woke up, and it was like I was going crazy. I didn’t want it anymore. I was just tired of all these pills. When I started using it, that became natural. It came to a rest.»
When we sit down to talk, Goss’ voice is quiet, as she begins to giggle uncontrollably, her cheeks puffing ever more intensely. She pauses just long enough to reveal a pair of dark, tattoo-painted tee바카라사이트th that appear to have a tattoo of her mother at the base, and I notice her eyes have brightened. At that point, it’s obvious she’s about to be vulnerable and I start to talk. «I just did