I hate the USA I could save my life if I had access to marijuana. Recently I drove 3000 miles to California to get a prescription for it. I got the prescription but couldn't fill it because I wasn't an established resident. My credit isn't good enough to get an apartment out there and I don't function without my "medical marijuana". The amount of bitterness and hate inside me is more than I can handle. Suicide is ALWAYS on my mind but I dread actually doing it. I wasn't a bad person and didn't deserve the hell I've gone through. If and when I kill myself it'll either be a <mod edit-gentlelady-methods> For some reason I just can't live without marijuana. It's not a wonder drug and has it's negatives but it completely cures any depression or suicidal thoughts I'd ever have. Unless my supply is threatened of course. This situation has been going on for about 8 years now. I live in complete isolation (except some immediate family). I'm sociable if I have my herb.