Another sticky one
Since we're on the parenting subject, let's talk about drugs. Someday my kids are going to ask me about this, or maybe they won't. I hope they will. But since I never did any of that stuff in high school I will probably sound like a pollyanna. Someone I worked with had a great answer for her son, and that is that the problem with drugs is that they make you feel good, and you can't go around feeling good all the time, it's just not natural. Though in high school what kid doesn't want to escape the hell of being filled with doubt and hormones and bad relationships? My relief was music and books. I'd come home from school and play piano and just let all those notes take me somewhere else. I was afraid of drugs, and what they might do to change me.
There's also something about getting high that takes away growth, not physical but mental, and I'll tell my kids about that. When you're high all the time you miss all those rough spots that make you strong. It's like, if you're driving on a road and it's bumpy and full of narrow turns, and you just close your eyes and tell someone else to drive, then how can you ever claim ownership of your arrival? Does that make sense?
But at the same time, we're humans, and humans deserve to try different things in life, and a life without experimentation is closing your eyes too.
I hope I get the message across that no one's life is easy, but the good things are found with hope and love, and there's a light inside each of us that can be killed by complacency so whatever you do, do it with a good honest heart and an open mind.