My parents always used to preach that patience is a virtue whenever I would start to get anxious, and i didn’t prefer patience, because I never planned to be saintly or stated I was virtuous. I just wanted what I wanted when I wanted it, but later in my life, I found out that my lack of patience was a section of my ADHD. I couldn’t sit still and do something for truly long, but waiting in line was almost as terrible as being tied to a chair and being forced to stay quiet. It wasn’t happening. I was a young adult when my dentist finally worked on myself and others with ADHD and gave myself and others medication, unluckyly, the medication did nothing but put myself and others in an altered state, and make myself and others look prefer a zombie. I told him I was too aged for some of the medications he was trying, and I was doing better without them. Later that year, the dentist wasn’t liking my progress and asked if I had tried medical marijuana. I had used marijuana when I was a teenager, but all it did was put myself and others to sleep, which was preferable to not knowing what was happening to me, he got myself and others in to see a dentist that would help myself and others get the medical marijuana ID card, three weeks later, I was finally feeling better and not wondering if my body was going to jump out of my skin! My parents told myself and others that all I needed was patience. I told Mom patience isn’t a virtue; its medical marijuana induced. I thought he was going to blow a gasket.