A Plea from a California Mom

My son, now 21 years old, began using marijuana at age 16 because he said, “it relaxes me.” My husband and I told him he could not get his driver’s license until he was clean. We had no idea how strong the marijuana was, and how it would affect his developing brain. He got clean a

“Not JUST Pot Anymore”

He was an above average student. He had many friends. He was a gifted athlete. His counselor told him he could essentially go to any college with his grades and accomplishments.  At 14 he began smoking pot. By the time he was 17 he was exhibiting addictive behaviors. We thought it was “just pot.” We

“Oh, It’s Only Marijuana”

When Colorado’s Amendment 64 passed, my son, Johnny, celebrated with his friends. They wrote 4/20 all over their bodies and clothes.  He was only 12 then, and now he’s 16.  I was familiar with the problems with smoking marijuana and educated my son about it. However, I was not prepared to deal with a near-death

The Deadly Consequences of Marijuana Use

I live in Sparks, Nevada. I lost my only child, Stephen Mager, on Feb. 14, 1996. He was riding in a car being driven by his best friend. He was sitting in the back seat without his seat belt on. His friend reached speeds estimated at above 60 mph on a dirt road with a

“It’s Just a Little Weed”

My story with Marijuana and addiction doesn’t have an ending…yet! The chaos, crisis, and emotional turmoil our entire family lives in is ambiguous at the moment. I’m hoping for a happy ending, but really who knows? Especially given the stories I read every day, of loss…both in the physical death of someone and in the emotional, moral and

Marijuana stole my daughter from me

I have such a hatred for pot and all recreational drugs, my name is Cindy and I’m sharing my story about my daughter and me. All my life I wanted to be a mom. In the spring of 1996, my dream came true. I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. I named her Erica.