Autonomy

I’m going to be brutally honest here, because sugarcoating this helps no one.

Congress didn’t just pass “a hemp regulation.”

They didn’t just “tighten definitions.”

They didn’t just “close loopholes.”

They took away the ONLY thing that helped millions of us stay stable, functional, and alive — and they did it quietly, without warning, without debate, and without caring about the fallout.

And I don’t think they have any idea who they just hurt.

Here’s the truth no one else is saying: I am TERRIFIED.

Not worried.

Not inconvenienced.

TERRIFIED.

Hemp-derived THC wasn’t a toy for me.

It wasn’t about getting high.

It wasn’t a “new trend.”

It was the ONE thing that actually quieted the chaos in my head.

I have autism.

I have depression, anxiety, OCD, and trauma.

My brain does not give me breaks — ever.

But hemp-THC did.

It helped me calm down enough to work.

It helped me sleep.

It helped me stop spiraling.

It helped me feel human.

And now that’s going to be ripped away because of a bill I had zero say in.

I feel abandoned by the people who are supposed to protect us.

Do you know what it feels like to watch your mental stability disappear because of a political decision?

Because I do.

Right now.

It feels like being shoved off a cliff and told to “figure it out.”

It feels like your disability doesn’t matter.

Your mental health doesn’t matter.

Your pain doesn’t matter.

It feels like lawmakers looked at people like me — disabled, poor, traumatized — and decided we were acceptable casualties.

And for many of us, hemp-THC wasn’t just a tool… it was the ONLY tool.

People keep saying:

“Just try something else.”

“Take a prescription.”

“Use CBD.”

“Go to therapy.”

I’ve tried the “something else.”

I already take the prescriptions.

CBD isn’t enough.

Therapy can’t be scheduled at 2 AM during a meltdown.

Hemp-THC worked.

Dependably.

Legally.

Safely.

And now I’m being told to go backwards.

Let’s be honest: this ban is going to hurt people. Badly.

It will push people toward the black market.

It will make mental health crises worse.

It will force veterans into withdrawal.

It will send disabled people into shutdowns and panic attacks.

It will take away pain relief from elderly adults who have finally felt comfortable.

It will make low-income people choose between suffering and breaking the law.

This ban will not save lives.

It will destroy them.

I am angry. I am scared. And I refuse to be quiet about it.

The people who wrote this law don’t live our lives.

They don’t feel our pain.

They don’t see what we deal with every single day.

They don’t know how much harm they just caused.

But I do.

And if you’re reading this, you probably do too.

We still have one year — and I’m begging everyone who relies on hemp-THC to speak up NOW.

Call the lawmakers at the bottom of this post.

Email them.

Leave comments.

Share your story.

Make them SEE who they’re hurting.

Most of us don’t get heard unless we scream.

**If this ban terrifies you the way it scares me — tell me.

Tell all of us.**

How do you feel?

Angry? Scared? Betrayed?

Losing sleep? Losing stability? Losing hope?

Comment. Share. Let your voice be one of many.

Because if we stay quiet, they’ll assume we’re fine.

And we’re not fine.

Not even close.

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