Growing up my house was always chaotic

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Growing up my house was always chaotic. My dad, who served 30 years in the military, had PTSD so bad that he never made it through a day without having a melt down. Families helping loved ones deal with PTSD will tell you that’s a job in itself. You never know what kind of day you’re going to have until you find out what mood they are in. My family was stressed to the max. My mom was depressed and never came out of her room. I was making sure everything and everyone was ok and still working. My sister just left because it was all to much. Then, like we needed any thing else on out plates, my brother was diagnosed with schizophrenia 2 years ago. He took all the medications they could offer. A year and a half of doctors saying,”let’s try this one. I think it will work this time.” and of course they didn’t work. He began to think he was in a reality TV show. At this point I just wanted my family back. My brothers needs and his “crazy” talk completely broke my family apart. Half of us wanted to take care of him and then half of us wanted to put him in a home. I ended up moving and staying away from everyone for about 3 months. When I went over to my mom’s (where my brother lived) I noticed everyone was happy and talking and actually being a family! While everyone was wrapping up for the night I went to my brothers room and asked him what in the world had gotten into everyone! He looked at me and said I found something that helps slow my brain down so that I don’t come up with all that stuff. I immediately start crying because that means I may get my brother back. I ask what is it! Then he tells me marijuana. At first I was like seriously no! Then he sat me down and told me how it help and how it makes him feel. After almost a whole night of talking I was just happy that he found something to help him function and give him a quality of life. Now he has a job and is supporting himself. Marijuana changed my life because it gave me my brother and family back. That’s why it should be legal. Because if a plant can give someone their family back it should be at people’s disposal. You shouldn’t have to struggle with illnesses because the government outlawed a plant.