Back before I did drugs of any kind (except for alcohol), I remember my policy was, "I'm never gonna do drugs, but if you wanna do them, that's your decision." I can distinctly remember myself saying this, and at the same time, I can also remember it not being entirely true. What I mean is that I would never say anything to someone to try and convince them not to pursue their drug habit (which at the time, everyone I knew only smoked weed...or so I thought anyway), but the idea of my good friends smoking weed made me uncomfortable, and I did wish they would stop (even though it wasn't even like they were treating me poorly, or neglecting me or anything along those lines). It was just an irrational desire stemming from a fear of something, but what - I don't know.
I also had a certain mentality that drugs were used to deal with stress that I was perfectly capable of handling without drugs. Now let's clarify some things. I don't think I was really as good at coping with stress as I thought I was. In retrospect I was extremely anxious, ever-fearful (especially that a loved one would drop dead at any minute), and so-on. Weed was the first thing that helped me cope I guess, but it was psychedelics that removed the need for taking a drug to get rid of stress in itself and giving me the tools to cope healthily in life without them (when I want to anyway :lol: ). I remember one of the main reasons I refused to smoke weed (which ended up being the first drug I got acquainted with) was because I had some notion that if I smoked weed, I would feel this incredible sense of guilt. Well once I talked myself into it, I remember walking with my friends as they smoked a joint, and it was passed to me, I took one puff...didn't feel guilty...and didn't miss a day of not smoking for about 2 months or so :roll: