I do have a negative story about weed...so, if you don't want to know, cease your reading, lol.
It was earlier this year. I was friends with someone I no longer am friends with because of this very incident. She spent much of her time stoned, as she said it was the best way for her to get through stress and etc...whatev. She seemed pretty trustworthy, and we don't exactly live in the best part of town, so when my husband and I would take our daughter out of town for any reason, we would ask her to stay at our place, so that no one would really know we weren't home. Big mistake. Her boyfriend sold weed, and when we were out of town, he would sell out of our house. Needless to say, I didn't know this until it was too late. One night, my daughter was staying overnight with my parents as I was working late. When I was finished working for the day, I went home, got on the laptop (was actually on FC) and fell asleep. My husband was working until midnight, and I had to pick him up since I had the car that night. I woke up to a familiar knock on my door at twenty to midnight, and didn't think anything about it until I answered. I thought it was my "friend" since she always used the same knock, the one that woke me. It wasn't her. Instead, a man I had never seen before in my life pushed his way into my house, demanded that he could get weed at my house because he had gotten it here before, and where was the other girl and her boyfriend...I was horrified. I was terrified. I informed him that there was no weed to be found at my place, then he proceeded to make me drive him around town after stealing my phone in search of marijuana. He had me terrified, telling me how he was going to kill himself, giving me details, and asking me if I was a "good girl" and if I would ever cheat on my husband. I was an hour late picking my husband up from work. We called the police, I got my phone back (but had to change my number), and as far as we know he is still in jail. I haven't talked to my "friend" since. She tried to contact me after, but she was more concerned with my associating her with the deadbeat that kidnapped me instead of if I was okay and my daughter was ok.
I used to believe marijuana was ok, until this incident. I have smoked before, but I never will touch a joint again. There is just too much to lose...too great a risk.