My dad freaked out over my drug use and I have to write a paper about how I’m going to be a “product of today’s society”.

So the story is my dad is grumpy and tough, i’m not a kid, i’m 23. So I’ve been gonna therapy for my depression and today my dad told my therapist that he thinks my drug use is part of the problem. He’s just a grump and I really do not tell him about my drug use. So I’ve been using k2 and dabs pretty regular. I have a job and I’m not neglecting anything so he just cares about whether I’m high or not. He doesn’t even use alcohol but he has a problem with me using drugs. So he’s telling my therapist he thinks it would be good for me to get off the drugs and my therapist is just like yeah we could try that. He says nothing about how it’s the depression and we should be working on that. My dad is very pleased with himself for finally doing something with my drug use. I take him outside and ask him what the hell he was doing and he says he’s just trying to help. I tell him he’s not even my real dad and I start walking away. When I come back in my therapist says that he’s going to give me a paper to write about drug use and how I’m going to be a part of today’s society. I’m just a regular guy who likes to get high sometimes. Why does that make me unsuitable to be a productive member of society? I’m just confused about the whole thing. It’s been bugging me and I just want to write about it somewhere. Thanks for reading