Well... its complicated. About a year ago I started smoking marijuana after finding out that it helps greatly with my depression. The night I got arrested I was smoking with my friend in a parking lot. After he left I went to my car and, knowing I was way too high to drive, but too embarrassed to tell any of my friends or family, decided to sleep it off and proceed home in the morning. About two hours after falling asleep I got a knock on my car window, and saw two police officers parked behind me. Instead of just admitting what had happened, I lied and told them I was just tired. Unfortunately, they kept asking me if I was well enough to drive home, and me, being the idiot I am, told them I was thinking it would be better to keep up the lie then just admit guilt and get arrested for having drug metabolites in my system. They followed me as I drove, which thankfully was only a few blocks, and I was arrested for DUI as soon as I stepped out of my vehicle. Apparently, they were well aware I was intoxicated, but needed me to get the vehicle moving before I could be arrested. I got my blood drawn and spent the next 12 hours in a jail cell. The worst part? Despite having my life ruined I simply can't stop smoking because it is the only thing that makes me not want to kill myself. Yet, only California, and maybe one other state, allows medical marijuana for treating depression. I'm basically going to be an outlaw for the rest of my life because of my situation. Shit sucks.
edit - this happened in Arizona, but I live in Minnesota. The trial is still ongoing, but its not gonna be good. I can feel it.