The the first time I ever got high was the third time I had ever smoked. On the third time I wasn't expecting to feel the way I did I was expecting to feel the way I did the first two times I smoked because I thought I had gotten high those two times. Because I wasn't expecting to feel the way I did I started to have a pannic attack. I experienced all of the exact Same syptoms all of the other posts have talked about the increased heart rate the uncontrolible shaking and feeling like I was going to die. it had scared the c**p out of me and my freinds weren't any help because they didn't understand what was going on they kept telling me it was all in my head. I beloved them so I smoked a second time and the same thing happend. This time because I was convinced ibhad smoked to much. After that I said I was never going to smoke again and I didn't for about a month. But then I was hanging out with my freinds and they were trying to get me to smoke but I wouldn't because I was afraid of freaking out again. They kept telling me that it was all in my head and that if I just stop thinking bad thing when I'm stoned I won't freak out. So I gave in and I took my freind's advice and I was fine the whole night. Ever since then when I feel like I'm going to panic I just think to my self that I'm just freaking out because I'm thinking of somthing bad then I trying to think of good thing that are happening or I just try to destract my self with somthing around me so I won't focus on any bad things and I'm fine. The reason the panic attack happen to people is because people are thinking of things that are causing them stress and the marijuana causes you to focus on that one thing so you become even more stressed than you normaly would wich cause you to have a panic attack. And then you start thinking about all the things that are happening to you because of the panic attack and you start to panic even more. So I think the best thing to do when you feel like your having a panic atack when your stoned is to just realize that your just paniccing and that your not going to die and then try to think of anything positive or find somthing that will distract you so that your not thinking negative things. It's sort of like being on acid. Now iv never personaly been on it but if heard that when your on it you have to keep thinking happy thoughts or your going to have a bad trip. It's the same thing with weed if you think good things you won't panic.
Quite recently, after about 8 years of heavy smoking (which has caused me to make all kinds of bad decisions and destroy relationships that were important to me) I have started having massive panic attacks. The very first time I had one, I was convinced that I was having a heart attack (even thought it was straight after inhaling a large bong hit) but I was at home and when I described how I was feeling to my mum (who puts up with my 'habit', bless her) she assured me that it wasn't a heart attack and that I was having a panic attack similar to what my Grandmother used to suffer with for over a decade of her life. The first attack I had was the most terrifying experience of my life, but it didn't include any feelings of disorientation or depersonalisation. I've had some more of these since the first time and although they were still very frightning, I knew what they were so managed to cope with them somewhat, although the fear of them happening again is always in the back of my mind.
Last night I suddenly felt very dizzy like I would collapse, and everything was out of sync (as if life was a dodgy dvd where the sound is a second or two behind the video). Objects in my house looked really wierd as if they weren't actually there, could move or disappear or change shape at any moment. I kept starting to talk to my mum but forgetting what I was saying in mid sentence and got the feeling that I wasn't "real". A rapid heartbeat, sense of impending death and some other panic attack trademarks accompanied this so I kept telling myself it's all related to the same thing. I spent about 4 hours trying decide whether to call an ambulance or not until the symptoms finally calmed and I layed awake in bed for ages, before falling asleep and waking up late afternoon. The only time I've felt anything remotely like this is the one time I took magic mushrooms about 6 years ago (which was a bad experience at the time, but something I havn't even thought about for at least a couple of years). All day I have felt "wierd" (c**p explanation, but can't think how else to say it) and scared that this could happen again without warning, even though every time I've had a panic attack of any kind I have been smoking weed.
It's time to give up, but I love weed and although it has completely f**ked up a few years of my life, I really thought I had reached the point where things were going OK (decent job, good friends etc.) and I could still have a bit of a smoke at night to take the edge off and help me get into a good film or book. It's gonna be really hard giving up on it because I feel like I NEED it to properly get into the things I enjoy, such as movies, books, video games etc. All of these things seem pretty empty without that buzz. I guess in reality my life is pretty empty & the years of dealing with it by getting stoned are catching up with me. Either that, or I'm an addict and things will get better after a few months of abstinance. I don't have a girlfriend and havn't had one for years, never have much luck with the opposite sex which is a real drag because it's not as if I can spend time with someone who I care about & who cares about me to take my mind off the craving for bud, which is bound to last quite a while. I can't think of another way to do it as I havn't lived here all that long and the mates I have, although good and trustworthy, all smoke weed every day & it's not as if there's a lot to do in this town.
I guess I'm lucky as my experiences are nowhere near as bad as some that have been posted on here, although they were still absolutely terrifying and have left me feeling extremely isolated and vunerable at the moment. I have a lot of other stresses in my life at the moment which probably contributed towards last night's 'incident'. Anyway, reading these threads has made me feel a lot better, so thanks to the OP and everyone else who has contibuted to this thread.
Last night I suddenly felt very dizzy like I would collapse, and everything was out of sync (as if life was a dodgy dvd where the sound is a second or two behind the video). Objects in my house looked really wierd as if they weren't actually there, could move or disappear or change shape at any moment. I kept starting to talk to my mum but forgetting what I was saying in mid sentence and got the feeling that I wasn't "real". A rapid heartbeat, sense of impending death and some other panic attack trademarks accompanied this so I kept telling myself it's all related to the same thing. I spent about 4 hours trying decide whether to call an ambulance or not until the symptoms finally calmed and I layed awake in bed for ages, before falling asleep and waking up late afternoon. The only time I've felt anything remotely like this is the one time I took magic mushrooms about 6 years ago (which was a bad experience at the time, but something I havn't even thought about for at least a couple of years). All day I have felt "wierd" (c**p explanation, but can't think how else to say it) and scared that this could happen again without warning, even though every time I've had a panic attack of any kind I have been smoking weed.
It's time to give up, but I love weed and although it has completely f**ked up a few years of my life, I really thought I had reached the point where things were going OK (decent job, good friends etc.) and I could still have a bit of a smoke at night to take the edge off and help me get into a good film or book. It's gonna be really hard giving up on it because I feel like I NEED it to properly get into the things I enjoy, such as movies, books, video games etc. All of these things seem pretty empty without that buzz. I guess in reality my life is pretty empty & the years of dealing with it by getting stoned are catching up with me. Either that, or I'm an addict and things will get better after a few months of abstinance. I don't have a girlfriend and havn't had one for years, never have much luck with the opposite sex which is a real drag because it's not as if I can spend time with someone who I care about & who cares about me to take my mind off the craving for bud, which is bound to last quite a while. I can't think of another way to do it as I havn't lived here all that long and the mates I have, although good and trustworthy, all smoke weed every day & it's not as if there's a lot to do in this town.
I guess I'm lucky as my experiences are nowhere near as bad as some that have been posted on here, although they were still absolutely terrifying and have left me feeling extremely isolated and vunerable at the moment. I have a lot of other stresses in my life at the moment which probably contributed towards last night's 'incident'. Anyway, reading these threads has made me feel a lot better, so thanks to the OP and everyone else who has contibuted to this thread.
I've smoked since I was in the 7th grade, so thats about 6 and a half years.
I never experienced something strange until a few days ago when I smoked 3 bowls with my friend.
I've been sick so after the first bowl I remember to take my medicine so I go ahead and do that. We smoked two more and It felt as if it was a normal high. Several minutes later I start feeling weird and my heart was pounding extremely hard. I freaked out for some reason and ran outside to try and calm down. I came back in and my friend was standing there laughing. I wasn't though... by the way I kept forgetting everything too. I would start feeling better until he talked then it all would come back to me again.
I kept feeling my heart and kept trying to calm myself down. I asked my friend to feel my chest and tell me if it was pounding, he did and said it feels normal, I felt his and I couldn't feel anything. I was like omg this isn't normal... =/
I tried to lay down and go to sleep but when I closed my eyes my life started playing through in my head in reverse. I kept thinking that I would wake up and be at whatever point in life I was remembering. I couldn't figure out if I was hot or cold. I couldn't sleep and this kept happening to me for what seemed like hours and hours.
I finally fell asleep. I woke up and had to pee I felt normal until I stood up out of my bed. I pushed through it and used the bathroom, I went back to my bed and I felt fine. I looked at my cell phone to see what time it was, apparently I had only been experiencing these affects for an hour and a half.
I fell asleep just fine. When I woke up everything was normal. I'm wondering if it was just one of these panic attacks you are all talking about, or if it was a result from taking my medicine and smoking cannabis.
I never experienced something strange until a few days ago when I smoked 3 bowls with my friend.
I've been sick so after the first bowl I remember to take my medicine so I go ahead and do that. We smoked two more and It felt as if it was a normal high. Several minutes later I start feeling weird and my heart was pounding extremely hard. I freaked out for some reason and ran outside to try and calm down. I came back in and my friend was standing there laughing. I wasn't though... by the way I kept forgetting everything too. I would start feeling better until he talked then it all would come back to me again.
I kept feeling my heart and kept trying to calm myself down. I asked my friend to feel my chest and tell me if it was pounding, he did and said it feels normal, I felt his and I couldn't feel anything. I was like omg this isn't normal... =/
I tried to lay down and go to sleep but when I closed my eyes my life started playing through in my head in reverse. I kept thinking that I would wake up and be at whatever point in life I was remembering. I couldn't figure out if I was hot or cold. I couldn't sleep and this kept happening to me for what seemed like hours and hours.
I finally fell asleep. I woke up and had to pee I felt normal until I stood up out of my bed. I pushed through it and used the bathroom, I went back to my bed and I felt fine. I looked at my cell phone to see what time it was, apparently I had only been experiencing these affects for an hour and a half.
I fell asleep just fine. When I woke up everything was normal. I'm wondering if it was just one of these panic attacks you are all talking about, or if it was a result from taking my medicine and smoking cannabis.
Well I'm still going strong, 6 weeks sober from weed. I do have some beers socially at times. But, man.. Do I miss getting high at times. The road to complete recovery from weed is long. I haven't had any panic attacks, which is a big plus. I still wonder wtf happened to me that day. I guess panic attacks are pretty tricky. I do feel since getting the first panic attack more equipped to deal with it if it does happen. They say the first one (panic attack) is the scarriest cuz you don't know what is happening. I feel depressed at times but refuse to take meds, I think slowly I'll recover. I guess after all that physical withdrawal (sweating, no appetite, anxiety, mood swings etc, etc) you have to deal with getting back to normal. I wonder if I will be normal again. Weed messed up my brain I see everything so blah... When I was high I could do anything and be content. I've talked to people that have recovered and they give me hope. It just takes time. There is light at the other side of the tunnel. Just remember that what you are doing now will shape your future. I see it clearly now. Life is a journey everday is different let's learn from the past and move foward. Cheers people things get better!
Hey man I think we are going through the exact same stuff. I read a lot about this topic and you seem to be right on the money with my experience. It has only been 3 weeks since this happened but I am still not myself yet. I have good and bad days, and refuse the meds for this. How are you making out? Life getting a little easier for you?
Things have been a lot better. I did try smoking weed again on jan. 20 it was my brothers birthday, but to tell you the truth I didn't like it. The whole time I wanted to come down! I'm content not smoking pot anymore. I have my occational beers here and there. Drinking a few beers takes my anxiety away. the key is not to drink a lot just 2, 3 beers. I find my anxiety there at times but not nearly as bad as before. I take my mind off of it. Don't give it to much thought. Anxiety is like losing youre first love, you have to keep youre mind off of it by doing other things.. you know? The more you dwell on it the longer it's gonna take to move on. If you really feel you can't handle it take a pill, just don't take everyday. I carry a xanax in my wallet, I've had it for 3 months inside my wallet it makes me feel better just knowing I have something just in case 8) Let me know how you hold up EastCoast! Things do get better trust me ;-)
Seems this is happening to a lot of people.
Mines been going on for about 8 days. I've ate only 3 times during these 8 days not even finishing a full meal. During my first attack I smoked a blunt of Kush (Taking huge hits) and it lasted over 4 hours. Felt really weak when it was going on, very confused and seemed unreal, and I still had an appetite though. after a few hours went by, I was pacing all through the house feeling very strange and thinking that maybe I am dying. I hopped in the shower and stayed in there for over an hour changing the water to hot and cold because my body itself kept getting hot flashes and then cold flashes. I still felt a little faint after getting out of the shower but eventually it passed and I went on to sleep. Soon as I woke up I got the feeling for about 5 minutes and was thankful it went away so fast. Couple days later I smoke a huge bong of high mids after finishing the bong me and my cousin light up a cigarette but by one hit I instantly get into panic mode. It was not nearly as bad as the first one but it lasted over 20 hours long. By then I wasn't scared anymore but thought I should stop smoking weed and cigarettes. I even started eating healthier, drinking V8, taking Vitamins, totally kicking soda out of my life, drinking orange juice and water, eating fruit, drinking milk (non-chocolate), staying positive, I want to exercise but to weak, staying positive helps me manage it somewhat. It seems unavoidable when it happens.
It just creeps up whenever it pleases and even when I breath normally it doesn't actually go away. Most of the time lasting hours and hours, it makes this feeling seem never ending. I even broke out in tears yesterday and today. I am constantly dry heaving. It's even difficult for me to think and I am physically and emotionally exhausted. It's rare when I get a short break from it all. One minute I feel like perfectly fine then the next minute it haunts me like crazy :-(....
It became so rough I had no choice but to quit smoking and even drinking. As of yesterday I am living a much healthier life style but I guess it will take some time to fully get over it.
I think about going to the hospital every time it happens but I keep telling myself it'll be alright. I have been smoking weed for only 1 year but as time progressed I would have to take much bigger hits to get decent high.
It is extremely difficult to look at things the same way before it happened but in the long run it's the only way.
After my first panic attack it was like being reborn again. I even smoked more after it went away. Now I smile even when I am doing crappy because I believe it helps. Even if I have to cry it clears my mind a little bit. I even noticed it's nearly impossible to get an erection and my pee usually seems to be clear instead of yellow.
Yesterday as I had my panic attack I kept telling myself I'm not scared to die.
Kind of tired to write anymore but we must keep positive thoughts any not worry to continue our regular life.
Mines been going on for about 8 days. I've ate only 3 times during these 8 days not even finishing a full meal. During my first attack I smoked a blunt of Kush (Taking huge hits) and it lasted over 4 hours. Felt really weak when it was going on, very confused and seemed unreal, and I still had an appetite though. after a few hours went by, I was pacing all through the house feeling very strange and thinking that maybe I am dying. I hopped in the shower and stayed in there for over an hour changing the water to hot and cold because my body itself kept getting hot flashes and then cold flashes. I still felt a little faint after getting out of the shower but eventually it passed and I went on to sleep. Soon as I woke up I got the feeling for about 5 minutes and was thankful it went away so fast. Couple days later I smoke a huge bong of high mids after finishing the bong me and my cousin light up a cigarette but by one hit I instantly get into panic mode. It was not nearly as bad as the first one but it lasted over 20 hours long. By then I wasn't scared anymore but thought I should stop smoking weed and cigarettes. I even started eating healthier, drinking V8, taking Vitamins, totally kicking soda out of my life, drinking orange juice and water, eating fruit, drinking milk (non-chocolate), staying positive, I want to exercise but to weak, staying positive helps me manage it somewhat. It seems unavoidable when it happens.
It just creeps up whenever it pleases and even when I breath normally it doesn't actually go away. Most of the time lasting hours and hours, it makes this feeling seem never ending. I even broke out in tears yesterday and today. I am constantly dry heaving. It's even difficult for me to think and I am physically and emotionally exhausted. It's rare when I get a short break from it all. One minute I feel like perfectly fine then the next minute it haunts me like crazy :-(....
It became so rough I had no choice but to quit smoking and even drinking. As of yesterday I am living a much healthier life style but I guess it will take some time to fully get over it.
I think about going to the hospital every time it happens but I keep telling myself it'll be alright. I have been smoking weed for only 1 year but as time progressed I would have to take much bigger hits to get decent high.
It is extremely difficult to look at things the same way before it happened but in the long run it's the only way.
After my first panic attack it was like being reborn again. I even smoked more after it went away. Now I smile even when I am doing crappy because I believe it helps. Even if I have to cry it clears my mind a little bit. I even noticed it's nearly impossible to get an erection and my pee usually seems to be clear instead of yellow.
Yesterday as I had my panic attack I kept telling myself I'm not scared to die.
Kind of tired to write anymore but we must keep positive thoughts any not worry to continue our regular life.
I rolled up a .6g of some dank headbanger into a blunt and smoked it to the face after not smoking for a few weeks. I've been smoking on and off for 5 years. I'm 18 now. Anyways, I went upstairs to play some Halo Reach. I started thinking I was a science experiment and thinking of how unreal reality is. I started thinking we were all science experiments. I decided to put the sticks down and get some sleep hoping this would stop the crazy thoughts. It just got worse. I felt like I was dying. My heart felt like it was beating a million times per minute. I tried counting my heartbeats but i couldn't concentrate. I thought something horrible was about to happen. I thought the police were knocking on my door. The scariest part was everytime i closed my eyes and put my head on the pillow, I honestly felt like I was lying on the floor of a dirty cell. I was all alone!
Wow, I am really glad to find that so many people have posted on this thread--not glad that everyone has had a reason to post on this thread---but glad because it exists because some of the exact averse reactions when tokin' have happened to me but not a single of my friends despite there being a plethora of them which smoke. Pardon the length-but this is all that has been on my mind for the past 4 days and it's good to get it off my chest. So here goes
I smoked every once and a while for the past 4 or 5 years and and have hardly ever had chill sessions but kept trying it because a lot of my friends love it so much. But the most recent time put me over the edge and I can say with full conviction I will prob. never touch it again. It was new years eve and I had buckets of every type of alcohol in my bloodstream so that probably didn't help but basically came home at 5am with my friend (had also worked 8+ hours earlier that day and then had been drinking for another 6 or 7, and I am sure that didn't help either. But my friend and I lit up and I hadn't smoked in a while so I felt it immediately. Same things as always: overly conscious, amped-up nervous system, little bit of twitching, and then it was hell.
I felt like I could feel every one of the cells in my body racing and colliding, crashing, jolting, spazzing, dying, etc. I was convulsing, like I was swimming under the surface of a frozen lake, although I was in my warm apartment. My heart--similar to what most people on this thread experienced--was beating out of my chest. Combined with an anarchy of negative mental activity spiraling downward out of control. It wasn't just a session though--at that time it really felt like this was the state I had been in my entire life and would be how I would exist until I perished (which I felt could quite possibly be at any second)...
The absolute worst part that I vividly remember about this experience was that after an hour or so of this mentally-detached hell-ride I felt like the only solution to this physical problem was to stick a knife straight through the organ of life in my chest. To know that I consciously thought this is pretty depressing. It's really shitty that anything could bring about that sort of thought. I didn't think 'holy sh*t I need to get to a hospital' or anything like that and I think that's because I was subconsciously aware that similar reactions to weed had happened to me before and so I had this lingering subconscious thought that I had brought the whole state upon myself.
Despite all of this I thought I couldn't act ridiculous while chillin with my friend listening to music like we had planned all night so of course that made it worst cause I was stuck in the bathroom thinking I was physically acting like I was mentally acting (which was crazy) although I found out from him the next day that I didn't appear any different than somehow who is f*cked up from drinking all night and then smoking-- a little strung out, but not like total entropy was occurring in my body).
Anyways, I think that a lot of psycho-somatic sh*t was going on at that time. Like someone has mentioned earlier in the thread, weed these days is soaked in chemicals for preservation and stimulation. Every chemical equation is powerful and if something in the equation isn't matching up perfectly sh*t can really spiral out of control. I have noticed that weed brownies don't give me as averse of reactions, and I think that is because a lot of chemicals are cooked out in the baking process. Also, I smoked in Mexico a bunch of times and this never happened-- I think because what we smoked was very organic and low-grade.
Anyways, I am glad I had enough mental presence during this suicidal panic-ridden hell trip to still be alive. Around the clock, I am a fun-loving guy, relaxed and cool and happy and for anything to induce this sort of ridiculous suicidal fever trip is something that I don't want to f*ck with anymore. If 9 times out of ten it produced the sort of euphoric, buzzed-out chill dream relaxation and caused this sort of panic-ridden life-and-death trips 1 of those times, it would not be worth it. I think if it happens once, even if it's brought on by some psychical equation, your brain can reproduce it instantly in the future based on muscle memory and for all subsequent times it happens it could be induced purely by this mental process.
For everyone who can get down with weed, more power to you-- smoke it every day. But if the sort of thing that all these hundreds of people are talking about on this thread happens even once to you that's a pretty good indication that there are two ways to experience weed: good and bad. If you don't have a good experience with it, blame weed in general, not yourself, and don't mess it with it. Drink some wine, exercise, meditate, I don't know-- just realize that it's not worth it.
I smoked every once and a while for the past 4 or 5 years and and have hardly ever had chill sessions but kept trying it because a lot of my friends love it so much. But the most recent time put me over the edge and I can say with full conviction I will prob. never touch it again. It was new years eve and I had buckets of every type of alcohol in my bloodstream so that probably didn't help but basically came home at 5am with my friend (had also worked 8+ hours earlier that day and then had been drinking for another 6 or 7, and I am sure that didn't help either. But my friend and I lit up and I hadn't smoked in a while so I felt it immediately. Same things as always: overly conscious, amped-up nervous system, little bit of twitching, and then it was hell.
I felt like I could feel every one of the cells in my body racing and colliding, crashing, jolting, spazzing, dying, etc. I was convulsing, like I was swimming under the surface of a frozen lake, although I was in my warm apartment. My heart--similar to what most people on this thread experienced--was beating out of my chest. Combined with an anarchy of negative mental activity spiraling downward out of control. It wasn't just a session though--at that time it really felt like this was the state I had been in my entire life and would be how I would exist until I perished (which I felt could quite possibly be at any second)...
The absolute worst part that I vividly remember about this experience was that after an hour or so of this mentally-detached hell-ride I felt like the only solution to this physical problem was to stick a knife straight through the organ of life in my chest. To know that I consciously thought this is pretty depressing. It's really shitty that anything could bring about that sort of thought. I didn't think 'holy sh*t I need to get to a hospital' or anything like that and I think that's because I was subconsciously aware that similar reactions to weed had happened to me before and so I had this lingering subconscious thought that I had brought the whole state upon myself.
Despite all of this I thought I couldn't act ridiculous while chillin with my friend listening to music like we had planned all night so of course that made it worst cause I was stuck in the bathroom thinking I was physically acting like I was mentally acting (which was crazy) although I found out from him the next day that I didn't appear any different than somehow who is f*cked up from drinking all night and then smoking-- a little strung out, but not like total entropy was occurring in my body).
Anyways, I think that a lot of psycho-somatic sh*t was going on at that time. Like someone has mentioned earlier in the thread, weed these days is soaked in chemicals for preservation and stimulation. Every chemical equation is powerful and if something in the equation isn't matching up perfectly sh*t can really spiral out of control. I have noticed that weed brownies don't give me as averse of reactions, and I think that is because a lot of chemicals are cooked out in the baking process. Also, I smoked in Mexico a bunch of times and this never happened-- I think because what we smoked was very organic and low-grade.
Anyways, I am glad I had enough mental presence during this suicidal panic-ridden hell trip to still be alive. Around the clock, I am a fun-loving guy, relaxed and cool and happy and for anything to induce this sort of ridiculous suicidal fever trip is something that I don't want to f*ck with anymore. If 9 times out of ten it produced the sort of euphoric, buzzed-out chill dream relaxation and caused this sort of panic-ridden life-and-death trips 1 of those times, it would not be worth it. I think if it happens once, even if it's brought on by some psychical equation, your brain can reproduce it instantly in the future based on muscle memory and for all subsequent times it happens it could be induced purely by this mental process.
For everyone who can get down with weed, more power to you-- smoke it every day. But if the sort of thing that all these hundreds of people are talking about on this thread happens even once to you that's a pretty good indication that there are two ways to experience weed: good and bad. If you don't have a good experience with it, blame weed in general, not yourself, and don't mess it with it. Drink some wine, exercise, meditate, I don't know-- just realize that it's not worth it.
People should be more careful when they are referencing cause and effect. The cause wasn't the weed itself. The cause was when you ignited and inhaled it. It almost sounded like somebody was blaming weed for their paranoia....?
Ive been reading all these posts of people having panic attacks from weed, im relieved im not the only one out there that has felt this before. It was my second time smoking, i had gotten this really dank stuff from my friend who warned me of its potency. I was with some friends when we made an apple bowl, i took like 5 hits and coughed so hard i couldnt really breathe so i blacked out. When i woke up, everyone aroud me looked really tall and everthing seemed to be like moving and fadding to the left. All my peripherals were in front of me and moving then returning to there original spot. My first thought was that i was dead and this was hell or that i was trapped in some world of tortue punished by something greater than me. Time was going in reverse. everthing would happen then go backwards and repeat itself for what seemed like hundreds of times. The boy throwing a ball to the dog, the girl asking me if im okay be fixing my hair. It would happend over and over, like a scratched record. I thought i was dead, my whole body was tingling like sharp knives stabbing me all over, i could see myself from outside my body. My heart was pounding soooo hard and i would forget to breathe if i didnt constantly focus on it. It was the most horrifying experience of my life. I was soo soo scared there arent words to describe how i felt. It was such an unreal sensation of fear like i had never had before. I even remember actually thying to talk to god, i was so scared, i almost called for an ambulance. For days after this i felt completly changed like i knew something and now i dont, like i had to reteach myself my personality. I had night terrors and thought i was becoming possesed almost every night. I was convinced someone was after me. But the first real panic attack other than when i was high wasnt for a couple weeks. i couldnt breathe and it felt like i wasnt absorbing any oxygen, my whole body tingeld and my heart was doing some really weird stuff, all these symptoms just made me more scrared which in turn worsend the symptomms even more! I knew i was going to die. I was soo sure. This kept coming back everyday as much as 3 times a day and seemed to only get worse. I think i may have gone insain. I regret smoking soo much. None of my friends felt anyth of this. Not even the time turing backwards while high or the extreme fear. Does anyone know why this happend to me? Ami just a freak of nature? what the hell is wrong with me?
Page after page of whine, whine, whine... Here, have some cheese to go with it, you'll feel better. I smoked 1/3-1/2 ounce of strong outdoor weed every single day for 9 months, never had a panic attack or anything resembling it, and now I quit 3 weeks ago and haven't had a toke since. Why? Because weed isn't worth 15 dollars a gram in my book, and now I need to pay for it. I had some night sweats and my mood went up and down a bit, that's basically it. What you need is to grow a pair. If that's not an option, you need to quit smoking. Lightweights.
chill. you not helping
Panic attacks aren't something you can just decide not to have. They have a lot of triggers. It's not surprising that so many people have them after smoking pot, considering it elevates your heart rate. Telling people they're whining and being pussies isn't going to help anything. It's a reaction that the body has all by itself. They can't control it. The reason they're freaking out is because it CAUSES them to freak out. Dumbass.
Hey I had a bad trip on weed 3 months ago I've been have anxiety not as bad I did the first month but its still here. I don't feel the Dp like a lot of people say they feel and I haven't had an anxiety attack in a month. Has anybody had this were you smoking weed and have a bad trip panic attack type stuff and then after you have really bad anxiety?