I had been using medical marijuana for two years before I met my bestie. One of the first discussions my fine friend and I had was about medical marijuana, & he told me he thought it was a mistake. I was getting ready to tell him I used medical marijuana for fibromyalgia, however after my fine friend and I had that discussion, I thought it was best to keep my mouth shut. I didn’t want to ruin a relationship before it started. I would use my marijuana before going out, & I would be fine until I got home. He was talking about his mother, & he told me he could not understand why he wanted medical marijuana. He said people put up with the pain of arthritis all the time, however they didn’t all go for medical marijuana. He was calling his a wimp and acting like he was better than her. I reminded him that was his mother, & he didn’t know how he felt, or what he was going through. I asked him what he would do if he had to put up with that pain all the time, or not be able to walk separate from exhausting pain. He said he would learn to deal with it. That’s when I broke down & told him I used medical marijuana. I had such pain from fibromyalgia that I could not lift my arms. Sometimes, my skin hurt so bad that wearing clothing was absolutely optional. He gave me a look of disgust & broke up with me. It was the best thing that could have happened. It was the longest six months of my life.