
Amy, I agree in the rights of free speech but don't quite see how this gels with the fact that there are very young and impressionable children using this site (in respect of the post discussing the therapeutic use of weed for people with A.S for example). I have no objection to discussing drugs on this site by the way, as it is obviously an interesting and important subject.
Could you please explain how this works ? Do young children get to read / add to these posts ? (I read a post where Gareth said he would let younger people still have access)
Or do you make certain threads 'off limits' ?
If I have got this all wrong then I apologise.
Thrillseeker.
We feel that all our topics have been suitable for viewing by over 13 year olds.
Thanks for clearing that up for me Amy. However, I don't feel as confident as you that all the material on this site is suitable for 13 yr olds. I think I would feel slightly uncomfortable discussing certain subjects in the presence of young children that's all.
Thrillseeker.
Hey, I hope you don't think I'm being over critical - you are doing an amazing job here!
Also, free speech is vital but that isn't what I was talking about exactly. It was related to the question of young children using/viewing Adult topics. Obviously we have different ideas over what is / is not suitable.
Concerning controversial views / opinions, I presume you do not allow racist/homophobic views to be expressed here ?
Thrillseeker.
Thrillseeker.
Thrillseeker,
I'd like to apologise for putting up this post, aparently some people have taken offence in it. I didn't mean to, honestly...i just asked myself this question and was wondering what others might think about it.
I guess i didn't consider the fact that some children might be reading this too. :oops:
Thrillseeker.
Maybe I'm underestimating the maturity of 13 yr olds today- personally,I was still largely ignorant about drugs etc. when I was that age. Perhaps when my children are 13 I will be more 'clued up' on the matter!
Anyway, I was merely trying to find things out / enquire etc.
Thrillseeker.
PS. I think we have got our wires crossed somewhere along the line...
I would never have figured you for a Jacko fan.
My son used to sniff propane, he was suicidal and very miserable at the time. Using propane had the potential to make everything so much worse in the long term.
I believe you need to find other ways to find peace of mind - if you read enough - you should be able to find better answers Ratna.
I do understand people can make less than wise choices when they are miserable and desperate. There are better ways to find peace of mind.
A few years ago he started to be away most of the time working and only came home over the weekends. I began to go up there and sit with him and have a beer instead of sitting in my flat fuming in anger of the noise he made. By that I could somehow control him. It worked.
Come 2004; the year when my NO! started to crumble and shift. Suddenly I sat in my flat experimenting with pot in an extremely cautious way.... slowly I became more and more familiar with how the drug worked. Jump. Fall 2005. I took the tram to another part of town and scored from a contact I'd been trusted. It was an adventure... WooHoo, I met with some strange people that winter...
June 2006. I call a guy I'd met accidentally one night, then go to meet him to score. The minute I hand over the cash and get instructions on how to proceed I get the feeling that I'm being conned. Right! So what, I think... My friend K went bananas on me and said that what I'd done was what he'd expect EJ to do, because he's aspie, and I replied, well, so am I; which K knew.
At 2am we encounter the con men again. I'm so pissed that I just shamble around while K isn't that blasted. They're for some odd reason angry at us and now they're going to really rip us off. They shove me to the ground and run away with my camera and K follows them to try and get it back while I'm getting up on wobbly legs, anxiety pounding away like mad mad mad, tunnel vision, shock, confusion... suddenly the conners are gone and so are K... When I reach him again over the phone, he's a few blocks away, hiding inside a block after being jumped by the conners, robbed, beaten senseless... MAJOR ***... I find him, he's throwing up, police arrive, ambulance arrive...
What A *** Mess I Made, I think... I'm a bleedin danger not only to myself but to others as well... I trust people unconditionally until they show me otherwise. They don't have to fool me. I'm very good at it myself...
Now I use now and then, for fun, going home now actually to do some dope and smoke some weed

I didn't even entirely fit in as a head, although some of the people treated me okay. But the only reason I became a head to begin with was I'd gotten curious because people already were always telling me I was high on something. If I hadn't been told that, I don't think drugs would have even become interesting. I also decided to stop and then stopped though, after losing that interest.