Sunday, April 8, 2007

Skunk killed my beloved son!




Bless my mum, she took it literally.




As a child, Guy was the liveliest, most happy-go-lucky boy that a mother could wish for.

Guy Summers had cannabis-induced psychosis
He was mischievous, charming and always on the go; if there was a tree to be climbed, he was there. He loved music, he loved life.
In 2003, at the age of 16, he started experimenting with cannabis.
I assumed it was just a phase he would grow out of and, to some extent, turned a blind eye. But within six months my ebullient boy was transformed into a quivering, paranoid wreck, who was bombarded by voices in his head and who rarely left the house. A year later he committed suicide.
Five months after he started using the drug, doctors diagnosed him as suffering from cannabis-induced psychosis. He stopped smoking it immediately, but the damage was done.

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