My Parents and Cannabis

When my parents found my first stash at 16 years old, they were extremely upset. They threw away my pipe and the 8 grams of bud I had, which at the time I thought was a lot. And then, they sent me to a rehabilitation home. Since then, my parents have calmed down about it a little. I can smoke dabs in the house, but all flower smoking has to be outside. My mom still gets irritated when she can smell the leftover smoke in the house, but my dad even sits in the room with me while I dab now. Things aren't all perfect though. We have family therapy sessions once a week since I started smoking. Apparently my mom couldn't physically handle the fact that I was using cannabis, and we even went days, weeks, without speaking because of it. I really hope to open my parents' eyes about cannabis, especially C-B-D since my dad has arthritis and my mom is a huge fan of lotions. Currently they are both opposed to trying topicals, but I'm working on it. Fingers crossed!