JOKERS AND MARIJUANA – PART 3 – A SET ROAD: MY INEVITABLE SLIDE INTO ADDICTION;
It was one of those Friday nights I was out at Garden City that I met some friends. They asked me to tag along to Jokers. Jokers was a bar in Wandegeya, Kampala, Uganda.
It became a habit to go to Jokers every Friday and some Saturday nights. A couple of friends would go in a secluded spot behind the bar and smoke weed. I joined them at times. This reveals a lack of belonging, a low self-esteem and seeking empty validation. They smoked marijuana and other drugs. I always wondered why they did. I tried a few puffs but never inhaled it, having no effect on me. For a while, I thought it was pointless to smoke it.
One Saturday, Marvin passed on a blunt and he told me to inhale it. This Saturday, a seed was sown in me that changed me.
A few moments passed after inhaling and I started laughing uncontrollably. I did some push-ups with the new…
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