I'm a addict and don't care. I take a lot of pills (vicodin/codeine/barbituates) and smoke a ton of weed. I like being high, it's relaxing. But my wife and pdoc keep telling me I need to stop because it's depressing me. They're probably right, but I'm not so sure, I'm depressed when I'm not on drugs too. I don't know if I can go through life sober, and to be honest, I really don't want to. My parents don't care though. When I was a teen I used to do so many drugs and stupid shit it's a wonder I'm still here. They never said a word despite the many nights and weekends I wouldn't even come home. Who lets their 15 year old stay out partying for days and not even ask where they were anyways? They were alcoholics so I guess I shouldn't have expected too much. Fuck it, time to smoke another j.