I was arrested for possession of marijuana back around 2000. Being a poor, I had to take what I was given which was 12 months probation, fines, etc etc. I too like poppyseed muffins and bagels. I’ve always like them.
I actually stayed sober for the probation. Eight or 9 months in, I had amy one and only failed UA. Positive for opiates. Because of my fondness for poppyseed stuff. I had my probation revoked, and ended up spending nine months in jail while waiting for a court date. I only had 3 months left. And spent nine more in the farmer's tank doing manual labor like changing oil on cop cars or mowing grass at public parks. I lost my job. I lost my car due to repossession, I lost my apartment. I lost a girlfriend whom I was absolutely head over heels with (she thought I was secretly using opiates and not being honest w her. She was a former user and me using, real or perceived was a dealbreaker).
All for fucking poppyseed muffins and bagels. This is even more horrible than what happened to me. There is something seriously wrong when a mother has a child taken away when they eat food. There is no discretion. I’m not smart enough to figure out how to fix it but I’m like at least 5% sure this ain’t it.