Some moms drink wine.
Some moms meditate.
Some moms work out, journal, pray, scream into pillows, or disappear into long showers.
Me?
I light up.
And no — that doesn’t make me a bad mom.
It makes me an honest one.
I used to feel like I had to whisper that part of my life. Like it was something I needed to hide or soften or justify. But the older I get — and the more I heal — the less I believe in shame.
This is part of my truth.
And I’m done pretending it isn’t.
✨ My Relationship With Weed
Let me be clear about one thing:
I don’t smoke to escape my life.
I smoke to be present in it.
I don’t light up to avoid my kids, my marriage, or my responsibilities.
I light up to slow my nervous system down after years of living in survival mode.
Grief rewired my brain.
Losing my parents young taught my body to stay on high alert.
Motherhood added layers of responsibility, stimulation, and emotional weight.
Weed helps me pause.
It helps me breathe.
It helps me come back into my body instead of living in my head.
And for me — that matters.
✨ How It Helps Me Stay Grounded
When I use cannabis intentionally, it helps me:
• Calm my anxiety
• Release tension
• Process emotions instead of suppressing them
• Reflect instead of reacting
• Be more patient
• Feel more present
• Let go of the day
It doesn’t turn me into a different person — it helps me return to myself.
It’s part of my evening ritual.
A moment to decompress.
A way to gently close the day.
Not chaos.
Not avoidance.
Just grounding.
✨ Let’s Talk About the Stigma
There’s a weird double standard when it comes to moms and coping.
A mom with a glass of wine?
Totally normal.
A mom who jokes about needing a drink after bedtime?
Relatable.
A mom who uses cannabis?
Suddenly she’s “irresponsible,” “lazy,” or “checked out.”
That stigma is outdated and harmful.
We don’t question moms who use prescriptions for anxiety or sleep.
We don’t shame moms who unwind with alcohol.
So why is cannabis treated differently?
Coping is coping — and everyone deserves the right to choose what works for them.
✨ Responsible Use & Self-Awareness
This part matters.
I’m not glorifying being high all day.
I’m not ignoring responsibilities.
I’m not numbing myself to life.
I use cannabis responsibly and intentionally.
That means:
• Never when my kids need me actively
• Never instead of addressing real problems
• Knowing my limits
• Choosing the right time
• Checking in with myself
• Using it as a tool — not a crutch
Self-awareness is key.
Anything — even healthy coping mechanisms — can become unhealthy without it.
And honesty with yourself is non-negotiable.
✨ Moms Deserve Permission to Be Human
Here’s the truth no one says out loud enough:
Motherhood is overstimulating.
Motherhood is emotionally demanding.
Motherhood brings up old wounds.
Motherhood is beautiful — but it’s also heavy.
And moms deserve tools to cope without being judged.
You’re not weak for needing help.
You’re not broken for wanting relief.
You’re not wrong for choosing what works for your body and mind.
Whether it’s cannabis, journaling, therapy, prayer, exercise, medication, or a mix of everything — your coping tools are valid.
✨ If You’re Afraid to Be Honest
If you’ve ever hidden the way you cope because you were afraid of being judged — I see you.
If you’ve ever downplayed it or stayed quiet about it — I’ve been there.
But healing happens when we tell the truth.
And community forms when we stop pretending.
You don’t owe anyone an explanation for how you take care of yourself.
✨ Final Thought
I don’t hide how I cope because I refuse to carry shame for surviving.
I’ve lived through loss.
I’ve lived through grief.
I’ve lived through chaos.
And now I’m choosing peace — however that looks for me.
This is part of my soft life.
This is part of my healing.
This is part of my truth.
And if your truth looks different?
That’s okay too.
What matters is that you’re taking care of yourself —
because a supported mom is a better mom.
No shame.
No judgment.
Just honesty.
Welcome to the vibe. 🌿🌙✨
