I'm a middle-aged hard-working woman who is employed full time and rarely (as in once every 5-6 years) miss a day of work. I suffer from massive social anxiety and have panic attacks on a regular basis, but I'll never put the poison that the pharmaceutical companies tout as cures into my body. Marijuana is the only thing that helps when the panic starts to constrict my mind and, along with it, my chest and lungs. I consider myself to be a law-abiding citizen, but only when those laws are sensical and not immoral. Making marijuana illegal while Viagra and Oxycodone are legal (and HIGHLY profitable) seems to me to be both nonsensical and extremely immoral. So I purchase marijuana illegally, and it's a heck of a job to find a dealer or grower who doesn't also deal in dangerous drugs, and who doesn't sell any weed from Mexico (because another person being harmed as a cost for my marijuana is too high a price to pay, and Mexican drug cartels are notorious for abusive behavior). and then I have the constant worry that either I or the grower will be arrested for being more morally fit than the cop who arrests us who drank and drove the night before (or any one of the other multitudes of horrific behaviors police engage in; I know, I dated one and ran in their circle until the hypocrisy got to me). To make matters more convoluted, the pot I smoke to relieve me of my social anxiety will also get me arrested if I venture out in public (not driving myself, of course, I NEVER drive under any influence because I don't ever wish to, even inadvertently, cause another person harm) and someone smells it and reports it. I guess I should try covering up the smell with alcohol since drinking in public appears to be wholly acceptable in the US!
Legal marijuana would help me live my life in a happy and fulfilling way without the fear that another may be hurt in the process, with the satisfaction of knowing that I'm contributing tax-wise to the economy rather than private sales only (what's done with those taxes is another story for another day!), and if I didn't hate cold weather so much I'd be packing up and heading west.