Personally, weed has saved my life. A few years ago in 8th grade (im only a sophomore in highschool) i was going through some vary hard times. The teenage years are tough for some but especially tough for me. I had family problems, i was being bullied, i was dumped by the one i loved *sigh*, i was backstabbed by friends, and the pressure to get good grades didnt help as well. As the year progressed i became more and more isolated. I thought about suicide but i wasnt a violent person. Most people who think of suicide escape by physical pain. I had never cut before nor ever thought about it. One day i decided to commit suicide. As i held the knife against my wrist i thought about the experiences i would miss if i died then. I thought about how my death would affect certain people as well. When i thought about the times i missed i thought about never smoking again. I wasnt a big smoker back then nor am i now but i had smoked a few times prior to that. I also thought about if i would ever experience love again. As funny as it sounds i also thought about all the good food i would be missing too. I decided to put the knife down. A few years later i am here now. I have had my fair share of bad times but i take one problem at a time. As stoney bud said, "the secret to life is get high as often as possible and dont stress." as simple as the words are i have taken it to heart. i try to live by that saying now.