30+ years for me. My good friend, a man I loved and called brother, was an alcoholic. 2 years ago, he went on a binge that ended with him stringing himself up in his garage on Memorial Day. What's interesting is that attributing schizophrenia to cannabis use doesn't make sense. I don't hear voices or see things that ain't there after 30+ years. My buddy, on the other hand, spoke often in the year leading up to his suicide about the people he used to see coming out of his bathroom sink drain.
Cannabis prohibition is proof positive that "Conservatives" LOVE big government, just as long as it is THEIR big government.
“30+ years for me.” 48 for me, but I’m like Billy Clinton, I never inhaled!
“I don’t hear voices or see things that ain’t there after 30+ years.”
If you’re hallucinating, how would you know if things are REALLY there or not?