My 17-Year-Old Son got Suspended from High School for Smoking Marijuana in the Bathroom.
I have conflicting feelings about it because his parents smoke too: Part 1.
Pot, weed, ganja, wacky tobacky, marijuana, Mary Jane. As a mom, I smoke it once in a while.
I smoked pot when I was a teenager and other adults I know at least tried it once in college. Remember when President Bill Clinton lied saying he smoked it but didn’t inhale?
Well, that’s the kind of lie we tell our kids because of the conflict.
That lie comes from not knowing how to speak to your teenage kids about drugs when you did the same damn thing at their age.
Matter of fact, I don’t know anyone who didn't try it. The people I personally know who did it are priests, doctors, lawyers, mathematicians, artists, musicians, teachers and other responsible adults.
I told him to smoke pot only on the weekends but he disobeyed me…I don’t know what to do.
So how do I appropriately punish my son for something I do?
I took away his PS4, no more video games. Suspension is like a vacation for him but he’s not going to play video games all day. I took all his pipes, rolling papers and weed grinders out of his room.
I don’t see anything wrong with marijuana but how you do it matters. I don’t think you should do it when you have to work. Rules, rules, rules he disobeyed our rules, he knew we only allowed smoking on the weekends. I had to do SOMETHING.
I think we are amazing as parents. Most parents would totally freak out if they know their kids' smoked pot. I didn’t want to be a total hypocrite and pretend that we and teenagers his age wasn’t smoking marijuana. Smoking in the bathroom of his school is totally dumb. I told him so and he admits it was too.
My son’s psychiatrist told me that marijuana use can activate latent psychosis if mental illness is genetic. I’m Bipolar ADHD, his father has Asperger’s, his bother is on the autistic spectrum and my uncle suffered frequent psychotic breaks because he was never medicated.
Smoking marijuana all seemed like teenage fun and games until all hell broke loose.
I committed my son to the mental hospital because he insisted he was being attacked by demons.
I am writing this story in 4 parts.
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