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do your parents know you do drugs?...
what was their reaction when they found out? my parents know that i smoke alot of weed, drink, and have poped E. they also have a pretty good idea that ive done other stuff too...and its not that they don't care its just they say that i can make my own decisions.
how bout you guys, cuz i know alot of parents aren't as accepting as mine |
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IMO, this is the question I would ask:
Which is worse? Having my parents find out that I do drugs and giving me hell for it. OR Having my parents find out that I do drugs and they could care less what shit I pump into my body. I think the latter myself. |
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LOL..... thats the funniest and cutest thing iv herd all year and mind u its been a long one..... ur a lucky kyd.... but to answer the question..... my parents wouldn't be too suprised... not at all.. i mean after everything iv done to date.... nonetheless i still dunt want them to find my shit in casue i wanna create this good girl mystic around myself once again.... mmmmm..... good girl....... :288: |
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my mom caught me the first time i did e...that didn't turn out too well...
my parents don't mind me drinking or pot but if they suspect i'm on e or (god forbid!) crystal i'm in big trouble. fortunately i don't do either of those--but my mom still gets suspicious sometimes.. -lauren |
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my parents are extremly guliable and they believe i'm goin to whereever i'm goin. i play vball and bball so we travel a lot and when a party hits i'm usually in kewlona, penticton, prince george...places like that. my parents believe me.... cuz i'm their lil angel. i totally think if i told them they would be pretty mad but they would know they can't stop me. common when i get home from a party i head straight to sleep and my mom washes my gloves for me....GIMME A BREAK. i think they sorta suspect it but don't wanna say nething....grr i wish i can tell them straight out and say "thx for being honest with me"...damnz
raving really isn't that bad... its just asian parents that just quickly link raving to drugs...grrrrrrrr if my mom knows i'm raving i would actually 100% quit drugs...i swear |
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yeppers.. parents know.. they hate it everytime they know i'm sketchy they won;t let me sleep... it's evil i tell you evil.. but haha on them .. i can;t sleep anyways when i'm sketchy i would love to but i can;t so their little punishment really isn;t a punishment... bahahahaha stoopid parents :msPiggy:
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Well i haven't told my mom but i'm 85% sure that she knows that i have done drugs ... and i have kinda hinted it to her ... i do want to tell her but i'm just not ready to just come out and say it . I think that i want to tell her when i'm in collage and i'm doing something w/ me life to show her that i was able to over come that stage in my life and go on and do something that she can be proud of. The only thing is that I WANT TO BE THE ON TO TELL HER .... not some other person , i think it will be painful for her to hear it but at least it is coming from me and instead of someone else.
And my dad ... well he has no idea that i'm still alive =P .... well he does but he doesn't really know what is happening in my life. |
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Nope, and I hope they never find out.
Although everytime I'm over at a "Sleep over" I come home with dirty white gloves and raver gear that smells like smoke... They'll find out sooner or later about me raving, then after that they'll find out about drugs. Hopefully they won't though. |
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and to answer the question, no. and i wish they could understand... |
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I came to terms with the fact that my parents really aren't as stupid as I figured they were when I was younger.
I've got one of those 'cool moms' who was probably into a lot of the same things in the 60's and 70's and I can actually talk to about anything, and I guess it's really different now that I'm all grown up & out of the nest. Definitely was interesting comparing my own experiences with E with hers from the 70s. haha! I don't really think she's ever been thrilled with my decisions, but she always told me she feels a lot better knowing that I don't hide anything from her. She also knows i have really strong opinions of excessive drug use and even going near most everything except for pot. She trusts me, it's actually pretty cool. |
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^^
My situation is pretty similar. (edit: for myra) Im lucky to have two very liberal parents, who are open to talking about and doing lots of things, and at the same time, aren't trashy about it like alot of other people's parents are. Both my parents know about all the drugs ive done in the past and they know i regularly smoke pot. What's funny is how i originally thought my parents would never understand about doing drugs, but after i started talking to them i realized how innocent and petty the things ive done are compared to the shit they did in the 70's. |
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My teenage years were raised by my father... so i've pretty much had to really think for myself in every desision because I had very few rules..i didnt really have to worry weather i got "caught" doin drugs. He grew up in the 60's and did his own share of drugs.. I was always warned to "stay away from the white shit" meaning the chemical drugs that arnt nataural like pot and mushrooms... so i havnt been too open about my extacy use but i have been in every other aspect of my life... he too is quite liberal and open and speaking with him about drugs leads to some interesting conversations and stories of his own...
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I grew up with my mother. She was a pothead back in day so pot was never an issue. I've even blazed with her a few times. But when it comes to anything else well she's not too happy about it. But that's not to say that she hasn't busted me sketchy as fuck trying to creep back in to my house when I was younger. She'd look at my face and know that I've done more then just drink or smoke pot all night. She knows I rave and see's the newspapers and news warnings about all night rave parties and this pill called extascy. In the end it was my decision. The way she saw it was that she could yell but that's not gonna stop me from doing it if I wanted to. All she could do was warn me. Like I don't already know.
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