I smokerd pot for 17 years from 18 to 35. I ended up a cocaine addict. But even if he sticks to the weed, I cannot believe how damaging it was to me. But so subtle. It basically made me live in a bubble. Always a bit detached from life, emotions and those around me. And I had no problem with ideas, but could never implement them - if I was lucky enough to remember them. I was a complete weed freak. I made tea with it, baked with it, smoked it, advocated it. Mother natures herb and all.
When I stopped using all drugs, I realised how weed made me live small. It kept me outside of my own life. Trouble was, I could not see that.
Weed is a very very damaging drug. Trouble is it is so subtle in its destruction we sometimes do not see it.
I am so glad I got that weed monkey of my back. Now I can Live LARGE!