I'm so happy that there is heaps of other people that have had the same reaction...
I am a 16 year old girl and I started smoking weed about a year ago whilst i was on school holidays, I didn't really smoke regularly, just only every now and again. I really enjoyed the feeling, it made me think in depth about the world and made me really creative, happy, giggly etc. I Loved smoking and never thought anything bad of it and I always smoked when with friends. School started again and so i decided i would stop so i could get back into my studies and stuff. One weekend i had one cone with a group of friends and about 10-20 minutes later it hit me...I was lying down and all these thoughts started to fly into my head, it was like i couldn't stop thinking and then i realised that my heart was beating abnormally hard and fast, so i was lying there with my hand on my chest feeling it beat and all of a sudden I just started to panic!! It was like i couldn't control what was going on in my head and i kept telling myself that i would be fine, but then my thoughts kept telling me that it was going to last forever and I seriously began to think that there was something really wrong with me! I sat up and looked around and it was like everything i looked at would echo through my mind e.g "chair chair chair" "carpet carpet carpet"...it was soooooo weird! I told my boyfriend how i was feeling and he started to get worried, so he took me outside and i sat down on the chair, and just thought and thought and thought...it was like i couldn't stop thinking. My heart was POUNDING for 3 hours straight and my thoughts were going crazy as well...
but it eventually died down and I went back to normal..I stopped smoking for a while, but eventually decided that I would give it another go about a week later in the hope that it would feel the way it used to. I smoked a really small amount this time, amongst a group of good friends, and I really thought it was going to be okay, until it all hit me again and I started to get the same uncontrollable feeling of going insane! It was much much worse this time and i began to be afraid of all my friends because my mind was telling me that they were going insane as well, and that they just didn't know it. It was the scariest feeling, so i left the room and sat outside by myself... which turned out to be a bad idea. I started to hear voices as if i was amongst a crowd of people, and i was shaking and my heart was pounding like crazy. I couldn't control my thoughts and I kept thinking that it was going to last forever even though i knew it would eventually die down.. I went inside into the bathroom and stared into the mirror..my face started to morph and it was the scariest thing I have ever experienced. Either way in about 3 hours it died down again.
Even though I used to really enjoy weed and the way it made me feel, everytime I attempt to smoke I get a horrible feeling that isn't even remotely pleasant.
From my experience, the BEST thing to do when having a panic attack from weed, is to keep on telling yourself that it will stop, and do NOT get yourself into the mindset that it will go on forever, because that can be very terrifying. Just try to relax and slow down your heartrate by controlling your breathing and distract yourself with something you enjoy, like a game or a simple movie. It WILL always stop, it just sometimes takes a few hours, so just relax as much as you can, and stop your mind from talking you into anything stupid.
It will probably be a fair while until I try weed again, because I know it isn't a BAD drug. It can just cause some bad reactions amongst certain people. Sorry for the long post! I was just so excited that there were other people who have had the same thing happen to them :-)
I am a 16 year old girl and I started smoking weed about a year ago whilst i was on school holidays, I didn't really smoke regularly, just only every now and again. I really enjoyed the feeling, it made me think in depth about the world and made me really creative, happy, giggly etc. I Loved smoking and never thought anything bad of it and I always smoked when with friends. School started again and so i decided i would stop so i could get back into my studies and stuff. One weekend i had one cone with a group of friends and about 10-20 minutes later it hit me...I was lying down and all these thoughts started to fly into my head, it was like i couldn't stop thinking and then i realised that my heart was beating abnormally hard and fast, so i was lying there with my hand on my chest feeling it beat and all of a sudden I just started to panic!! It was like i couldn't control what was going on in my head and i kept telling myself that i would be fine, but then my thoughts kept telling me that it was going to last forever and I seriously began to think that there was something really wrong with me! I sat up and looked around and it was like everything i looked at would echo through my mind e.g "chair chair chair" "carpet carpet carpet"...it was soooooo weird! I told my boyfriend how i was feeling and he started to get worried, so he took me outside and i sat down on the chair, and just thought and thought and thought...it was like i couldn't stop thinking. My heart was POUNDING for 3 hours straight and my thoughts were going crazy as well...
but it eventually died down and I went back to normal..I stopped smoking for a while, but eventually decided that I would give it another go about a week later in the hope that it would feel the way it used to. I smoked a really small amount this time, amongst a group of good friends, and I really thought it was going to be okay, until it all hit me again and I started to get the same uncontrollable feeling of going insane! It was much much worse this time and i began to be afraid of all my friends because my mind was telling me that they were going insane as well, and that they just didn't know it. It was the scariest feeling, so i left the room and sat outside by myself... which turned out to be a bad idea. I started to hear voices as if i was amongst a crowd of people, and i was shaking and my heart was pounding like crazy. I couldn't control my thoughts and I kept thinking that it was going to last forever even though i knew it would eventually die down.. I went inside into the bathroom and stared into the mirror..my face started to morph and it was the scariest thing I have ever experienced. Either way in about 3 hours it died down again.
Even though I used to really enjoy weed and the way it made me feel, everytime I attempt to smoke I get a horrible feeling that isn't even remotely pleasant.
From my experience, the BEST thing to do when having a panic attack from weed, is to keep on telling yourself that it will stop, and do NOT get yourself into the mindset that it will go on forever, because that can be very terrifying. Just try to relax and slow down your heartrate by controlling your breathing and distract yourself with something you enjoy, like a game or a simple movie. It WILL always stop, it just sometimes takes a few hours, so just relax as much as you can, and stop your mind from talking you into anything stupid.
It will probably be a fair while until I try weed again, because I know it isn't a BAD drug. It can just cause some bad reactions amongst certain people. Sorry for the long post! I was just so excited that there were other people who have had the same thing happen to them :-)
oh gosh, i get paranoid EEEEVVERY time i get high, and i agree its because i don't like being out of the norm and not in control of my body and life (and i realized this last night while i was high...go figure)
but i find that if you just remind yourself that its pretty much the weed talking to you, the panic attack goes away. if you remind yourself that you're honestly freaking out for no reason and weed its self has NEVER killed anyone before and that you're just over-reacting to the other things that are freaking you out, you'll calm down.
sadly this doesn't really stop future panic attacks.. as i have MANY every time i blaze (about every little thing possible gets my heart beating 20 times faster and the adrenaline rushing). i'm still trying to figure out how to completely prevent them in the first place but i'm sure it just comes with my personality. but as for stopping the panic attacks, reassuring yourself helps a LOT, especially if you're the type where you want to be in control of your body- it means you trust yourself the most so ultimately you should be the one calming yourself down
good luck to everyone! (:
but i find that if you just remind yourself that its pretty much the weed talking to you, the panic attack goes away. if you remind yourself that you're honestly freaking out for no reason and weed its self has NEVER killed anyone before and that you're just over-reacting to the other things that are freaking you out, you'll calm down.
sadly this doesn't really stop future panic attacks.. as i have MANY every time i blaze (about every little thing possible gets my heart beating 20 times faster and the adrenaline rushing). i'm still trying to figure out how to completely prevent them in the first place but i'm sure it just comes with my personality. but as for stopping the panic attacks, reassuring yourself helps a LOT, especially if you're the type where you want to be in control of your body- it means you trust yourself the most so ultimately you should be the one calming yourself down
good luck to everyone! (:
So today after a couple weeks after my experience I decided to research why this happened and I am so relieved at the results I've found! So I guess I'll talk about my story too! :-D
I have smoked 3 times in my life and the 2nd time was a couple weeks ago. it was exactly how I would want to get high every time and I had a great time! The next day I decided to invite some friends over to smoke again and one of them brought this huge bong. I guess at the back of my mind I was a little hesitant about using this strange device which was probably one of the reasons that made me freak out. So I took 1 hit and I didn't feel anything, so after a couple minutes I took another good one and felt it immediately. I felt it so good I had to take a seat and burst into uncontrollable laughter. I felt quite alright for a couple minutes when all of a sudden I got this sluggish, heavy feeling. I started getting really hot and started to get a little worried. The anxiety crept up, eventually taking over me and the symptoms kept getting worse. The last thing I remember for a little while were my friends realizing what was happening and I could make out the words, "you might feel like you're gonna die" which made me panic even more!
Next thing I remember, (i felt like i was drifting in and out of reality like in a dream) I was on the floor wondering what the heck just happened and I look up and see my friend asking me if I'm alright. Its a pretty hard thing to describe as you all probably know. I felt like I was having an out of body experience, like my mind and soul was detached from my body. I felt extremely dizzy, heavy and everything was moving. I felt like my life was one big test and I had failed and gone to hell to be tortured for smoking. Everyone was acting like it was no big deal (obviously, they were high lol), like smoking was alright and all I could think was
I have smoked 3 times in my life and the 2nd time was a couple weeks ago. it was exactly how I would want to get high every time and I had a great time! The next day I decided to invite some friends over to smoke again and one of them brought this huge bong. I guess at the back of my mind I was a little hesitant about using this strange device which was probably one of the reasons that made me freak out. So I took 1 hit and I didn't feel anything, so after a couple minutes I took another good one and felt it immediately. I felt it so good I had to take a seat and burst into uncontrollable laughter. I felt quite alright for a couple minutes when all of a sudden I got this sluggish, heavy feeling. I started getting really hot and started to get a little worried. The anxiety crept up, eventually taking over me and the symptoms kept getting worse. The last thing I remember for a little while were my friends realizing what was happening and I could make out the words, "you might feel like you're gonna die" which made me panic even more!
Next thing I remember, (i felt like i was drifting in and out of reality like in a dream) I was on the floor wondering what the heck just happened and I look up and see my friend asking me if I'm alright. Its a pretty hard thing to describe as you all probably know. I felt like I was having an out of body experience, like my mind and soul was detached from my body. I felt extremely dizzy, heavy and everything was moving. I felt like my life was one big test and I had failed and gone to hell to be tortured for smoking. Everyone was acting like it was no big deal (obviously, they were high lol), like smoking was alright and all I could think was
okay so i have been smokeing weed for 3-4 years now and recently i have found my self being extreamly scared when i get really stoned
i can kinda explain it it feels like everything is a repeat im seeing things i have not thought about in a while its like i am an empty vessel everything starts to skip and fall frame by frame like im forgetting things second by second and now even when im not stoned i start to feel alone like i am the only thing in the universe 'universe its self i start to think about what is after death and it scares me to hell now all i do is sit in my room and be scared to death by death its self i really dont know what to so this post dosent even make sence to you dose it but i know what i mean if u have the same expierence please post me back so i know im not insane i need to know that where here for a greater reson and not to let the weed take over my mind..:-(
i can kinda explain it it feels like everything is a repeat im seeing things i have not thought about in a while its like i am an empty vessel everything starts to skip and fall frame by frame like im forgetting things second by second and now even when im not stoned i start to feel alone like i am the only thing in the universe 'universe its self i start to think about what is after death and it scares me to hell now all i do is sit in my room and be scared to death by death its self i really dont know what to so this post dosent even make sence to you dose it but i know what i mean if u have the same expierence please post me back so i know im not insane i need to know that where here for a greater reson and not to let the weed take over my mind..:-(
I have been frequently smoking at least 7 blunts a day for about 5 years. Now everywhere i go i have to make sure "God is talking to me". I dont think anyone has ever been through this. The devil is trying to take my soul from me through my best friends and surroundings and even through the voices on my favorite video games such as call of duty. This is not fake i recommend every heavy abuser of marijuana to stop smoking RIGHT NOW. It will affect the way you think. It will make you know the truth to life which apparently your not suppose to know. The devil chills with me and messes with me and even uses my girlfriend to mess with me in my dreams if anyone can help me, i need serious help badly. I am trying to stop smoking but i AM ADDICTED. You people have "panic" attacks on your third time well I have "Spiritual suicide" on my 1,000,000,000,000,000,000 time smoking. So quit while you can. It may be schizophrenia but indeed it is not. ILluminati or something is controlling my brain im sure of it so if someone can help me like GOD or someone PLEASE. I AM YOUR SON. I REALLY NEED HELP.
Has anyone had these similar affects so pot synthetics? I've had two of these terrible attacks with pot and just recently had one from K2. Everyone above describes exactly what I felt. Wanting to die, feeling terrible, nothing like just being high. I'm not really religious and I was actually asking God to get me through it and not die in front of my friends. I've also had a (one) panic attack without smoking, but I was up for 56 hours and had nothing to eat or drink but energy drinks and also took a few 45mg ritalin. This is very odd how uncontrollable it seems. Any medication to fix this?
dude.. take valerian root and kava kava before u smoke trust me this works!!
i had several bad times while smoking i dont know why i did it the 2nd, 3rd, 4th, or 5th time and so on every time was different the first time i could not control my body it was like i was 3rd person the whole time my heart was beating like crazy but that wasnt scary compared to the time i drank and smoked I fell on the floor face first as if i was trying to crawl somewhere safe but there was nowhere safe for my mind i could not open my eyes and i saw this repetitive thing and it made a noise that was racking off my brain i felt like i was going to stay like that until the world came to a stop.
sorry i have no help or suggestions other than avoid weed
sorry i have no help or suggestions other than avoid weed
hey my name is dustin
Iquiting after th have panic attack from weed i think it all started about 7 months go or 8 i was at my friend daniels house and his dad brought back some good weed so me and him were just toking on this weed for 2 day straight then the third day came around we had about 2 bowls out of a pipe then a blunt. Now almost directly after smoking that blunt something MESSED happend it felt like a air bubble or some c**p was under the left side of my rib cage was directly where the lining to my stomach is and it felt like this air bubble went up to where my heart was then that wen things got really messed i quickly left his house his dad didnt know what the hell was up it look liike a was triping on crack or lsd or shrooms but no i wasnt so i went home i got in my house and i could hear my heart beat in my ear and i could feel the blood rushing through my vains and i was really twitchy i kept feeling my heart beat with my hand to see if i still had a palse my heart felt like it was beating slow then ussaull then every time i laid my hand on my chest it felt like the beat of my heart was going in to my hand and i could hear it in my ear it felt like my hand was one on those thing doctors use to hear your heart beat at a check up. No every time i smoke weed after that day i get the same feeling all together the amount of times i went to the hosital was 5 over this. each time it feels like im going to die i rember what it was like when i tryed at, even when i didnt smoke weed i would get mild trips but i think that could be from the thc in your system , i probably smoked weed about 10 X after the first trip just cuase i couldnt accept the fact i was having way to bad of trip like i smoked weed for my whole grade 8 year hell i was a kronic hard core but i never had a bad trip until daniel dad brought that weed and trust me i smoked good weed before i ever got into the weed his dad brought, i live in canada bc so we get some of the best weed in the world. but anyways i decided to quit after the 10th time cuase i couldnt take the trips no more, so about 3 or more weeks after i quit the mild trip suddenly got bad but to be honest i would take like 2 o 3 takes off a joint cuase it was hard quiting with all my friend smoking it but none the less wen i didnt smoke for like 5 days after take a toke it felt like my lungs and heart were bleeding and it felt like the blood would run down my stomach to where my palvis was it was so messed i stoped toking all together for 4 months then like a DUMMY started again. when i started agian after 4 months i took it slow cuase i didnt wanna smoke to much and i would get like very little of a bad trip but then i start smoke more and started triping agian now its like a year down the road and i cant even smoke a joint with out getting those bad trips and what freaks me out the most is now like at this present time im started to get pains in my lung and head it feel like im etting craps in my skull and it feels like im a air head but i do also smoke ciggaerttes and have been for 7 months but idk think smokes can effect you after 7 monthsbut yeah im the age of 16 and i used to love pot deeply and now because of these trips of been getting for a year now it just make me not even want to touch it, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY SO I WOULD LIKE A RESPECTABLE REPLY AND AND A SMART GUESS ON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING CUASE I HAD NOW PROBLEMS TILL HIS DAD BROUGHT THE WEED BACK SO PLEASE COMMENT WITH A VERY GOOD GUESS OF WHAT THE hell IS GOING ON. THANKS DUSTIN
Iquiting after th have panic attack from weed i think it all started about 7 months go or 8 i was at my friend daniels house and his dad brought back some good weed so me and him were just toking on this weed for 2 day straight then the third day came around we had about 2 bowls out of a pipe then a blunt. Now almost directly after smoking that blunt something MESSED happend it felt like a air bubble or some c**p was under the left side of my rib cage was directly where the lining to my stomach is and it felt like this air bubble went up to where my heart was then that wen things got really messed i quickly left his house his dad didnt know what the hell was up it look liike a was triping on crack or lsd or shrooms but no i wasnt so i went home i got in my house and i could hear my heart beat in my ear and i could feel the blood rushing through my vains and i was really twitchy i kept feeling my heart beat with my hand to see if i still had a palse my heart felt like it was beating slow then ussaull then every time i laid my hand on my chest it felt like the beat of my heart was going in to my hand and i could hear it in my ear it felt like my hand was one on those thing doctors use to hear your heart beat at a check up. No every time i smoke weed after that day i get the same feeling all together the amount of times i went to the hosital was 5 over this. each time it feels like im going to die i rember what it was like when i tryed at, even when i didnt smoke weed i would get mild trips but i think that could be from the thc in your system , i probably smoked weed about 10 X after the first trip just cuase i couldnt accept the fact i was having way to bad of trip like i smoked weed for my whole grade 8 year hell i was a kronic hard core but i never had a bad trip until daniel dad brought that weed and trust me i smoked good weed before i ever got into the weed his dad brought, i live in canada bc so we get some of the best weed in the world. but anyways i decided to quit after the 10th time cuase i couldnt take the trips no more, so about 3 or more weeks after i quit the mild trip suddenly got bad but to be honest i would take like 2 o 3 takes off a joint cuase it was hard quiting with all my friend smoking it but none the less wen i didnt smoke for like 5 days after take a toke it felt like my lungs and heart were bleeding and it felt like the blood would run down my stomach to where my palvis was it was so messed i stoped toking all together for 4 months then like a DUMMY started again. when i started agian after 4 months i took it slow cuase i didnt wanna smoke to much and i would get like very little of a bad trip but then i start smoke more and started triping agian now its like a year down the road and i cant even smoke a joint with out getting those bad trips and what freaks me out the most is now like at this present time im started to get pains in my lung and head it feel like im etting craps in my skull and it feels like im a air head but i do also smoke ciggaerttes and have been for 7 months but idk think smokes can effect you after 7 monthsbut yeah im the age of 16 and i used to love pot deeply and now because of these trips of been getting for a year now it just make me not even want to touch it, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY SO I WOULD LIKE A RESPECTABLE REPLY AND AND A SMART GUESS ON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING CUASE I HAD NOW PROBLEMS TILL HIS DAD BROUGHT THE WEED BACK SO PLEASE COMMENT WITH A VERY GOOD GUESS OF WHAT THE hell IS GOING ON. THANKS DUSTIN
hey my name is dustin
thE have panic attack from weed i think it all started about 7 months go or 8 i was at my friend daniels house and his dad brought back some good weed so me and him were just toking on this weed for 2 day straight then the third day came around we had about 2 bowls out of a pipe then a blunt. Now almost directly after smoking that blunt something MESSED happend it felt like a air bubble or someTHING was under the left side of my rib cage was directly where the lining to my stomach is and it felt like this air bubble went up to where my heart was then that wen things got really messed i quickly left his house his dad didnt know what the hell was up it look liike a was triping on crack or lsd or shrooms but no i wasnt so i went home i got in my house and i could my hear my heart beat in my ear and i could feel the blood rushing through my vains and i was really twitchy i kept feeling my heart beat with my hand to see if i still had a palse my heart felt like it was beating slow then ussaull then every time i laid my hand on My chest it felt like the beat of my heart was going in to my hand and i could hear it in my ear it felt like my hand was one on those thing doctors use to hear your heart beat at a check up. No every time i smoke weed after that day i get the same feeling all together the amount of times i went to the hosital was 5 over this. each time it feels like im going to die i rember what it was like when i tryed at, even when i didnt smoke weed i would get mild trips but i think that could be from the thc in your system , i probably smoked weed about 10 X after the first trip just cuase i couldnt accept the fact i was having way to bad of trip like i smoked weed for hole grade 8 year hell i was a kronic hard core but i never had a bad trip until daniel dad brought that weed and trust me i smoked good weed before i ever got into the weed his dad brought, i live in canada bc so we get some of the best weed in the world. but anyways i decided to quit after the 10th time cuase i couldnt take the trips no more, so about 3 or more weeks after i quit the mild trip suddenly got bad but to be honest i would take like 2 o 3 takes off a joint cuase it was hard quiting with all my friend smoking it but none the less wen i didnt smoke for like 5 days after take a toke it felt like my lungs and heart were bleeding and it felt like the blood would run down my stomach to where my palvis was it was so messed i stoped toking all together for 4 months then like a GOOF started again. when i started agian after 4 months i took it slow cuase i didnt wanna smoke to much and i would get like very little of a bad trip but then i start smoke more and started triping agian now its like a year down the road and i cant even smoke a joint with out getting those bad trips and what freaks me out the most is now like at this present time im started to get pains in my lung and head it feel like im etting craps in my skull and it feels like im a air head but i do also smoke ciggaerttes and have been for 7 months but idk think smokes can effect you after 7 monthsbut yeah im the age of 16 and i used to love pot deeply and now because of these trips of been getting for a year now it just make me not even want to touch it, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY SO I WOULD LIKE A RESPECTABLE REPLY AND AND A SMART GUESS ON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING CUASE I HAD NOW PROBLEMS TILL HIS DAD BROUGHT THE WEED BACK SO PLEASE COMMENT WITH A VERY GOOD GUESS OF WHAT THE hell IS GOING ON. THANKS DUSTIN
thE have panic attack from weed i think it all started about 7 months go or 8 i was at my friend daniels house and his dad brought back some good weed so me and him were just toking on this weed for 2 day straight then the third day came around we had about 2 bowls out of a pipe then a blunt. Now almost directly after smoking that blunt something MESSED happend it felt like a air bubble or someTHING was under the left side of my rib cage was directly where the lining to my stomach is and it felt like this air bubble went up to where my heart was then that wen things got really messed i quickly left his house his dad didnt know what the hell was up it look liike a was triping on crack or lsd or shrooms but no i wasnt so i went home i got in my house and i could my hear my heart beat in my ear and i could feel the blood rushing through my vains and i was really twitchy i kept feeling my heart beat with my hand to see if i still had a palse my heart felt like it was beating slow then ussaull then every time i laid my hand on My chest it felt like the beat of my heart was going in to my hand and i could hear it in my ear it felt like my hand was one on those thing doctors use to hear your heart beat at a check up. No every time i smoke weed after that day i get the same feeling all together the amount of times i went to the hosital was 5 over this. each time it feels like im going to die i rember what it was like when i tryed at, even when i didnt smoke weed i would get mild trips but i think that could be from the thc in your system , i probably smoked weed about 10 X after the first trip just cuase i couldnt accept the fact i was having way to bad of trip like i smoked weed for hole grade 8 year hell i was a kronic hard core but i never had a bad trip until daniel dad brought that weed and trust me i smoked good weed before i ever got into the weed his dad brought, i live in canada bc so we get some of the best weed in the world. but anyways i decided to quit after the 10th time cuase i couldnt take the trips no more, so about 3 or more weeks after i quit the mild trip suddenly got bad but to be honest i would take like 2 o 3 takes off a joint cuase it was hard quiting with all my friend smoking it but none the less wen i didnt smoke for like 5 days after take a toke it felt like my lungs and heart were bleeding and it felt like the blood would run down my stomach to where my palvis was it was so messed i stoped toking all together for 4 months then like a GOOF started again. when i started agian after 4 months i took it slow cuase i didnt wanna smoke to much and i would get like very little of a bad trip but then i start smoke more and started triping agian now its like a year down the road and i cant even smoke a joint with out getting those bad trips and what freaks me out the most is now like at this present time im started to get pains in my lung and head it feel like im etting craps in my skull and it feels like im a air head but i do also smoke ciggaerttes and have been for 7 months but idk think smokes can effect you after 7 monthsbut yeah im the age of 16 and i used to love pot deeply and now because of these trips of been getting for a year now it just make me not even want to touch it, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY SO I WOULD LIKE A RESPECTABLE REPLY AND AND A SMART GUESS ON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING CUASE I HAD NOW PROBLEMS TILL HIS DAD BROUGHT THE WEED BACK SO PLEASE COMMENT WITH A VERY GOOD GUESS OF WHAT THE hell IS GOING ON. THANKS DUSTIN
hey my name is dustin
Iquiting after th have panic attack from weed i think it all started about 7 months go or 8 i was at my friend daniels house and his dad brought back some good weed so me and him were just toking on this weed for 2 day straight then the third day came around we had about 2 bowls out of a pipe then a blunt. Now almost directly after smoking that blunt something MESSED happend it felt like a air bubble or something was under the left side of my rib cage was directly where the lining to my stomach is and it felt like this air bubble went up to where my heart was then that wen things got really messed i quickly left his house his dad didnt know what the hell was up it look liike a was triping on crack or lsd or shrooms but no i wasnt so i went home i got in my house and i could hear my heart beat in my ear and i could feel the blood rushing through my vains and i was really twitchy i kept feeling my heart beat with my hand to see if i still had a palse my heart felt like it was beating slow then ussaull then every time i laid my hand on ny chest it felt like the beat of my heart was going in to my hand and i could hear it in my ear it felt like my hand was one on those thing doctors use to hear your heart beat at a check up. No every time i smoke weed after that day i get the same feeling all together the amount of times i went to the hosital was 5 over this. each time it feels like im going to die i rember what it was like when i tryed at, even when i didnt smoke weed i would get mild trips but i think that could be from the thc in your system , i probably smoked weed about 10 X after the first trip just cuase i couldnt accept the fact i was having way to bad of trip like i smoked weed for my whole grade 8 year hell i was a kronic hard core but i never had a bad trip until daniel dad brought that weed and trust me i smoked good weed before i ever got into the weed his dad brought, i live in canada bc so we get some of the best weed in the world. but anyways i decided to quit after the 10th time cuase i couldnt take the trips no more, so about 3 or more weeks after i quit the mild trip suddenly got bad but to be honest i would take like 2 o 3 takes off a joint cuase it was hard quiting with all my friend smoking it but none the less wen i didnt smoke for like 5 days after take a toke it felt like my lungs and heart were bleeding and it felt like the blood would run down my stomach to where my palvis was it was so messed i stoped toking all together for 4 months then like a goof started again. when i started agian after 4 months i took it slow cuase i didnt wanna smoke to much and i would get like very little of a bad trip but then i start smoke more and started triping agian now its like a year down the road and i cant even smoke a joint with out getting those bad trips and what freaks me out the most is now like at this present time im started to get pains in my lung and head it feel like im etting craps in my skull and it feels like im a air head but i do also smoke ciggaerttes and have been for 7 months but idk think smokes can effect you after 7 monthsbut yeah im the age of 16 and i used to love pot deeply and now because of these trips of been getting for a year now it just make me not even want to touch it, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY SO I WOULD LIKE A RESPECTABLE REPLY AND AND A SMART GUESS ON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING CUASE I HAD NOW PROBLEMS TILL HIS DAD ROUGHT THE WEED BACK SO PLEASE COMMENT WITH A VERY GOOD GUESS OF WHAT THE hell IS GOING ON. THANKS DUSTIN
Iquiting after th have panic attack from weed i think it all started about 7 months go or 8 i was at my friend daniels house and his dad brought back some good weed so me and him were just toking on this weed for 2 day straight then the third day came around we had about 2 bowls out of a pipe then a blunt. Now almost directly after smoking that blunt something MESSED happend it felt like a air bubble or something was under the left side of my rib cage was directly where the lining to my stomach is and it felt like this air bubble went up to where my heart was then that wen things got really messed i quickly left his house his dad didnt know what the hell was up it look liike a was triping on crack or lsd or shrooms but no i wasnt so i went home i got in my house and i could hear my heart beat in my ear and i could feel the blood rushing through my vains and i was really twitchy i kept feeling my heart beat with my hand to see if i still had a palse my heart felt like it was beating slow then ussaull then every time i laid my hand on ny chest it felt like the beat of my heart was going in to my hand and i could hear it in my ear it felt like my hand was one on those thing doctors use to hear your heart beat at a check up. No every time i smoke weed after that day i get the same feeling all together the amount of times i went to the hosital was 5 over this. each time it feels like im going to die i rember what it was like when i tryed at, even when i didnt smoke weed i would get mild trips but i think that could be from the thc in your system , i probably smoked weed about 10 X after the first trip just cuase i couldnt accept the fact i was having way to bad of trip like i smoked weed for my whole grade 8 year hell i was a kronic hard core but i never had a bad trip until daniel dad brought that weed and trust me i smoked good weed before i ever got into the weed his dad brought, i live in canada bc so we get some of the best weed in the world. but anyways i decided to quit after the 10th time cuase i couldnt take the trips no more, so about 3 or more weeks after i quit the mild trip suddenly got bad but to be honest i would take like 2 o 3 takes off a joint cuase it was hard quiting with all my friend smoking it but none the less wen i didnt smoke for like 5 days after take a toke it felt like my lungs and heart were bleeding and it felt like the blood would run down my stomach to where my palvis was it was so messed i stoped toking all together for 4 months then like a goof started again. when i started agian after 4 months i took it slow cuase i didnt wanna smoke to much and i would get like very little of a bad trip but then i start smoke more and started triping agian now its like a year down the road and i cant even smoke a joint with out getting those bad trips and what freaks me out the most is now like at this present time im started to get pains in my lung and head it feel like im etting craps in my skull and it feels like im a air head but i do also smoke ciggaerttes and have been for 7 months but idk think smokes can effect you after 7 monthsbut yeah im the age of 16 and i used to love pot deeply and now because of these trips of been getting for a year now it just make me not even want to touch it, THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE TOLD ANYONE ABOUT THE WHOLE STORY SO I WOULD LIKE A RESPECTABLE REPLY AND AND A SMART GUESS ON WHY THIS IS HAPPENING CUASE I HAD NOW PROBLEMS TILL HIS DAD ROUGHT THE WEED BACK SO PLEASE COMMENT WITH A VERY GOOD GUESS OF WHAT THE hell IS GOING ON. THANKS DUSTIN
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I also had a weed triggered panic attack. Me and my boyfriend hit the bowl a couple times before school, at first i was fine we had a sub so i wasnt worried about getting caught. All the sudden it just hit me and my heart started beating so fast and i had this overwhelming noise in my head. I tried to concentrate my thoughts on something and read a book but i couldnt do it. I went to get some water and calm down and sat down in the bathroom hoping it would go away. I knew i couldnt go to my next class because my teacher would have known something was wrong with me. I didnt want to talk to anyone so just left school and walked home. I felt so much better when i got outside. I got home and just laid on the couch til i calmed down felt like i was dying and wanted to throw up. I just had another attack recently when i was sober and i was driving. Really scary, couldnt see the lines, and the cars in front of me were moving back and forth my vision was so messed up. I rarely smoke weed anymore because i can feel myself slipping into that state of mind again.
I have been smoking weed for a little over 2 years and nothing had ever gone wrong other than a little paranoia. Yesterday I smoked a bowl and about 20 minutes later I began feeling a pressure in my chest. It was a terrible feeling like a lump in my throat that was preventing air from getting to me lungs. I couldn't quite pin point the pain but it was definitely painful. I began hyperventilating and freaking out. I passed out and woke up on my bed with an ice pack on my head. I basically just laid in bed until my high wore off and realized that I had just had a panic attack. It was the scariest moment of my life and I really felt like I was dying. I don't know why it happened because I have been smoking for a long time and nothing stressful happened that could have triggered the attack. I hope this helps.
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Hey people. Last Saturday night (I’m writing this on Monday night) around midnight with my roommates I smoked weed for the first time. I have never smoked anything before so this was very new to me. So I took one puff of a blunt and then they took out a bong. My friend lit it for me and I took a 5-10 second puff and blew out. I don’t remember feeling any effects from that first one. It just tasted really, really bad in my throat and left a kind of bad aftertaste. So the bong was passed around and I took 1 more puff for about 5-10 seconds again. I had a sore throat at the time and I remember the smoke burning my throat A LOT b/c it must have agitated my sore throat. I told them I didn't want to smoke anymore b/c of my throat and they were fine with that.
What happened next was something scary that I had never experienced. I was in the room with them and all of a sudden I find my self looking up at the ceiling for a few seconds and then drifting back into "consciousness" a few seconds later. It was as if I had lost control of my self for a few seconds and when I came back into reality, it was like a mini flashback. So then it happened again and I started to panic b/c I didn’t know if this was what being high really felt like or if there was something seriously wrong with me. I had taken a prescription antibiotic pill for my sore throat for the first time earlier that night so I was very paranoid that it was a lethal combination with the weed. My friends told me that weed doesn’t effect meds and also that the info with the meds didn’t say anything about no weed or even alcohol. So being the slight hypochondriac that I normally am, you can imagine what I was feeling at the time.
Then I went for the door to leave the room in which I almost fell on someone on the way out. It felt like I was in a dream, more like a nightmare actually. I then ran outside where it was drizzling hoping to "walk it off." But it didn’t work and I was scared out of my mind. Everything seemed to slow down a bit and every view seconds I seemed to drift off and then regain a sense of what happened. Almost like a mini flashback of the last view seconds. It’s very hard to describe. Now I am a very sensible person. But I tend to do crazy things when I have a little panic attack. I used to have them as a kid when I was lost or I didn't know where my dad was. As a kid, I would go paranoid and start thinking that I would be lost forever or that I would never see my family again. So having a panic attack while also being high for the first time was something that I had never experienced before in my life and must have magnetized the panic effects. I don’t know if what I did next was the panic attack that I may have had or if it was the weed or if it was both. I started to run outside and begged for the effects to stop. But it didn’t and I slammed my water bottle down and yelled f**k! I was as scared as ever that something was very wrong with my body. I tried to convince my self that this was normal but being the kind of hypochondriac that I am, I just couldn’t do it. I just kept thinking that the weed combination with the meds somehow affected my brain and the effects would go on forever. I ran back into the apartment and asked told a couple of my roommates what I was feeling. I felt stupid in a couple different ways. Stupid in one sense that I had trouble describing how I felt. It is hard to describe now so you can imagine how hard it was then. I tried to tell them my effects and that I wasn’t sure if this was normal or if I had a serious problem. I also felt stupid because I had trouble making out the words and completing a sentence without stuttering. It seemed like my words were going slow and now upon thinking about it, I sounded like a typical pothead portrayed on TV where they talked slow and said seemingly random things. Finally, I felt stupid in the sense that I was way overreacting to this and in the morning I would feel like a complete id**t for tripping out over nothing. I tried to tell my roommates that this would be either really funny in the morning because of how trippy I was acting over just being high, or it would be very scary in the morning if the effects were still lasting and I was really damaged.
They told me to come inside and “Enjoy it” or “Get some sleep” but I couldn’t do either and was determined to get the effects off of me. I think I mentioned how I may have needed to go to the hospital if the effects worsened. It was a weird feeling because it felt like I wasn’t in control of myself for the first time in my life during the constant few seconds that I “Drifted off.” By “In control” I don’t mean that I would do impulsive things, but rather didn’t know what was going on. Now I’m certain that my extreme worrying exaggerated the effects because my mind was thinking out the worst possible scenarios. I’m not even sure if I was having real effects or if I was artificially creating them because I was so paranoid. But yet again, the paranoia was because of the weed so it could have been both. But either way, I don’t even think I would of liked the effects of being high even if I had KNEW this was completely normal and would go away. Knowing myself, I might flip out again because even now I’m not sure if the effects I had were normal. So I then started to walk outside still hoping to somehow walk off the effects. I ran into someone I knew and asked her to help. So we sat down for a couple minutes and I tried to describe what was going on but I felt kind of "Dumb" and I couldn’t really explain it. She said I sounded really hyper and I thought she was being sarcastic because I felt like I was talking in a slow pace. I think it was because I felt really slow and tried to talk fast to make up for it. She also said later on that I was walking in random directions quickly which I believe I was doing because of my panic. I don’t remember everything that was said between us but I suddenly felt like my mouth was dried shut. It felt like my lips and throat was completely absorbed and dry. I kind of felt like I was going to die because I didn’t know what was happening to me. I was panicked and I believe told her repeatedly in a panicked tone, “My mouth is wet. My mouth is wet” when I really meant to say it was dry. She knew what I meant and I rushed inside and sped to the faucet and quickly filled a cup of tap water. I gulped the water as fast as I could and some water fell down on my shirt. I remember thinking how funny my antics probably looked but I wasn’t able to think about that much because of how panicked I was. I don’t know if the dryness was the weed effect or the panic effect. The dry feeling thankfully went right away to my relief.
I wanted to go to bed but I was determined to get rid whatever I was feeling. But soon I started to realize that it wouldn’t go away that night and I tried to go to bed. This was kind of hard because I kept drifting in and out thoughts and I simply couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something really wrong with me. I was in bed for about an hour still pretty high and I wasn’t able to get to sleep because of all the thoughts in my head. Every time I almost fell asleep, my head started to pound and I had the urge to move my legs as if there was something on them and I had to shake my leg to get it off. I started to become irrational and was thinking crazy thoughts. I began to wonder if this feeling would ever go away. I began to think that if the feeling didn’t go away then I didn’t know how I would be able to live with myself. I was thinking what I would tell everyone how I felt and what I would do if the effects didn’t fade. I was honestly scared that I wouldn’t wake up or that I would be in a coma or something along those lines. But again, I was being irrational. Around 2 AM, I decided to write a note to put on my door to my 2 roommates so that they would not only wake me up so I could watch football, but to make sure I could wake up. So I basically crawled over fours and scribbled a note saying for them to wake me up at 9 AM.
I was woken up at 9 and could still feel the effects. It wasn’t so much that I was high, but I didn’t feel myself at all. It is almost impossible to explain, but I didn’t feel myself. It kind if felt like I was dumber and wasn’t thinking in my normal state of mind. I also felt like I was still drifting in and out of thoughts but to a much lighter extent then the night before. It had been almost 12 hours since I smoked so I don’t know if the weed was still affecting me or if my mind was playing tricks on me. Either way, I was getting more paranoid that this feeling wasn’t going away. Usually on Sundays I only care about football but this Sunday, I was too worried to focus too much on the games. I was mainly focused on trying to get back to “Normal.” I was feeling unusually tired so I slept from 10-11. When I woke up I was feeling better, but still not normal. I went through the next 5 hours watching football but I could tell that I was not thinking how I normally would. It was almost as if I was more relaxed but I was beginning to fear that I would stay this way forever. Again, I felt tired and pretty out of it so I slept from 4PM-5PM. I had slept only 1 hour but when I woke and saw it was 5 o clock, I thought it was 5 am and figured I had slept for 13 hours. It was not only till I walked into the living room to see my roommate had I realized I had slept only 1 hour rather then 13. I think this exemplifies how the weed was still in my system and was affecting me. I then slept 2 more hours until 7.
I still felt the same after I woke up on that Sunday night. Again, I was completely “Normal” except for the fact that I didn’t feel like my normal self. I tried to convince myself that I was making this up in my mind but I really felt different. It was almost as if I had forgotten who I really was and this would become the new me. I felt normal at times but I always went back to feeling different.
That night I went to sleep still feeling weird and I was hoping that I would feel back to myself in the morning. I woke up Monday morning and as soon as I woke my eyes, I immediately felt that I was still feeling different. I tried to look at myself in the mirror to try to remind myself of who I really was. It felt weird because I kind of looked at myself differently then I had before. I remember how I still felt different and how I still kind of drifted off for a few seconds at a time. I felt kind of dizzy as I walked outside but I think these effects were being created by my mind because I smoked the weed over 32 hours ago and it wasn’t likely that I was still feeling the effects. I got pretty paranoid that I wouldn’t return back to normal or that I was already normal and my mind wouldn’t allow me to accept that rationale. But I walked outside and got some coffee and I started to feel the effects wear off a bit. I don’t know if the coffee allowed me to think better or if the weed was naturally wearing off after 36 hours, but I began to feel normal again. By 12PM on Monday, I think the effects had completely worn off. It was one of the biggest reliefs ever, to be able to think in my normal state, something that I had taken for granted before.
While saying that I am glad I had this experience is a little over the top, I don’t completely regret it. I would have never in a million years have thought what 2 seemingly simple puffs of smoke could do to my body. It is kind of scary to know that it exists but also comforting to now know the effects it can create. After 36 hours of worrying if I would be able to go back to my normal self, I now won’t take it for granting. Even if the effects I had were being created by my mind or by the weed, I am ultimately glad I smoked it because I now don’t take for granted looking in the mirror and recognizing a familiar face.
What happened next was something scary that I had never experienced. I was in the room with them and all of a sudden I find my self looking up at the ceiling for a few seconds and then drifting back into "consciousness" a few seconds later. It was as if I had lost control of my self for a few seconds and when I came back into reality, it was like a mini flashback. So then it happened again and I started to panic b/c I didn’t know if this was what being high really felt like or if there was something seriously wrong with me. I had taken a prescription antibiotic pill for my sore throat for the first time earlier that night so I was very paranoid that it was a lethal combination with the weed. My friends told me that weed doesn’t effect meds and also that the info with the meds didn’t say anything about no weed or even alcohol. So being the slight hypochondriac that I normally am, you can imagine what I was feeling at the time.
Then I went for the door to leave the room in which I almost fell on someone on the way out. It felt like I was in a dream, more like a nightmare actually. I then ran outside where it was drizzling hoping to "walk it off." But it didn’t work and I was scared out of my mind. Everything seemed to slow down a bit and every view seconds I seemed to drift off and then regain a sense of what happened. Almost like a mini flashback of the last view seconds. It’s very hard to describe. Now I am a very sensible person. But I tend to do crazy things when I have a little panic attack. I used to have them as a kid when I was lost or I didn't know where my dad was. As a kid, I would go paranoid and start thinking that I would be lost forever or that I would never see my family again. So having a panic attack while also being high for the first time was something that I had never experienced before in my life and must have magnetized the panic effects. I don’t know if what I did next was the panic attack that I may have had or if it was the weed or if it was both. I started to run outside and begged for the effects to stop. But it didn’t and I slammed my water bottle down and yelled f**k! I was as scared as ever that something was very wrong with my body. I tried to convince my self that this was normal but being the kind of hypochondriac that I am, I just couldn’t do it. I just kept thinking that the weed combination with the meds somehow affected my brain and the effects would go on forever. I ran back into the apartment and asked told a couple of my roommates what I was feeling. I felt stupid in a couple different ways. Stupid in one sense that I had trouble describing how I felt. It is hard to describe now so you can imagine how hard it was then. I tried to tell them my effects and that I wasn’t sure if this was normal or if I had a serious problem. I also felt stupid because I had trouble making out the words and completing a sentence without stuttering. It seemed like my words were going slow and now upon thinking about it, I sounded like a typical pothead portrayed on TV where they talked slow and said seemingly random things. Finally, I felt stupid in the sense that I was way overreacting to this and in the morning I would feel like a complete id**t for tripping out over nothing. I tried to tell my roommates that this would be either really funny in the morning because of how trippy I was acting over just being high, or it would be very scary in the morning if the effects were still lasting and I was really damaged.
They told me to come inside and “Enjoy it” or “Get some sleep” but I couldn’t do either and was determined to get the effects off of me. I think I mentioned how I may have needed to go to the hospital if the effects worsened. It was a weird feeling because it felt like I wasn’t in control of myself for the first time in my life during the constant few seconds that I “Drifted off.” By “In control” I don’t mean that I would do impulsive things, but rather didn’t know what was going on. Now I’m certain that my extreme worrying exaggerated the effects because my mind was thinking out the worst possible scenarios. I’m not even sure if I was having real effects or if I was artificially creating them because I was so paranoid. But yet again, the paranoia was because of the weed so it could have been both. But either way, I don’t even think I would of liked the effects of being high even if I had KNEW this was completely normal and would go away. Knowing myself, I might flip out again because even now I’m not sure if the effects I had were normal. So I then started to walk outside still hoping to somehow walk off the effects. I ran into someone I knew and asked her to help. So we sat down for a couple minutes and I tried to describe what was going on but I felt kind of "Dumb" and I couldn’t really explain it. She said I sounded really hyper and I thought she was being sarcastic because I felt like I was talking in a slow pace. I think it was because I felt really slow and tried to talk fast to make up for it. She also said later on that I was walking in random directions quickly which I believe I was doing because of my panic. I don’t remember everything that was said between us but I suddenly felt like my mouth was dried shut. It felt like my lips and throat was completely absorbed and dry. I kind of felt like I was going to die because I didn’t know what was happening to me. I was panicked and I believe told her repeatedly in a panicked tone, “My mouth is wet. My mouth is wet” when I really meant to say it was dry. She knew what I meant and I rushed inside and sped to the faucet and quickly filled a cup of tap water. I gulped the water as fast as I could and some water fell down on my shirt. I remember thinking how funny my antics probably looked but I wasn’t able to think about that much because of how panicked I was. I don’t know if the dryness was the weed effect or the panic effect. The dry feeling thankfully went right away to my relief.
I wanted to go to bed but I was determined to get rid whatever I was feeling. But soon I started to realize that it wouldn’t go away that night and I tried to go to bed. This was kind of hard because I kept drifting in and out thoughts and I simply couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something really wrong with me. I was in bed for about an hour still pretty high and I wasn’t able to get to sleep because of all the thoughts in my head. Every time I almost fell asleep, my head started to pound and I had the urge to move my legs as if there was something on them and I had to shake my leg to get it off. I started to become irrational and was thinking crazy thoughts. I began to wonder if this feeling would ever go away. I began to think that if the feeling didn’t go away then I didn’t know how I would be able to live with myself. I was thinking what I would tell everyone how I felt and what I would do if the effects didn’t fade. I was honestly scared that I wouldn’t wake up or that I would be in a coma or something along those lines. But again, I was being irrational. Around 2 AM, I decided to write a note to put on my door to my 2 roommates so that they would not only wake me up so I could watch football, but to make sure I could wake up. So I basically crawled over fours and scribbled a note saying for them to wake me up at 9 AM.
I was woken up at 9 and could still feel the effects. It wasn’t so much that I was high, but I didn’t feel myself at all. It is almost impossible to explain, but I didn’t feel myself. It kind if felt like I was dumber and wasn’t thinking in my normal state of mind. I also felt like I was still drifting in and out of thoughts but to a much lighter extent then the night before. It had been almost 12 hours since I smoked so I don’t know if the weed was still affecting me or if my mind was playing tricks on me. Either way, I was getting more paranoid that this feeling wasn’t going away. Usually on Sundays I only care about football but this Sunday, I was too worried to focus too much on the games. I was mainly focused on trying to get back to “Normal.” I was feeling unusually tired so I slept from 10-11. When I woke up I was feeling better, but still not normal. I went through the next 5 hours watching football but I could tell that I was not thinking how I normally would. It was almost as if I was more relaxed but I was beginning to fear that I would stay this way forever. Again, I felt tired and pretty out of it so I slept from 4PM-5PM. I had slept only 1 hour but when I woke and saw it was 5 o clock, I thought it was 5 am and figured I had slept for 13 hours. It was not only till I walked into the living room to see my roommate had I realized I had slept only 1 hour rather then 13. I think this exemplifies how the weed was still in my system and was affecting me. I then slept 2 more hours until 7.
I still felt the same after I woke up on that Sunday night. Again, I was completely “Normal” except for the fact that I didn’t feel like my normal self. I tried to convince myself that I was making this up in my mind but I really felt different. It was almost as if I had forgotten who I really was and this would become the new me. I felt normal at times but I always went back to feeling different.
That night I went to sleep still feeling weird and I was hoping that I would feel back to myself in the morning. I woke up Monday morning and as soon as I woke my eyes, I immediately felt that I was still feeling different. I tried to look at myself in the mirror to try to remind myself of who I really was. It felt weird because I kind of looked at myself differently then I had before. I remember how I still felt different and how I still kind of drifted off for a few seconds at a time. I felt kind of dizzy as I walked outside but I think these effects were being created by my mind because I smoked the weed over 32 hours ago and it wasn’t likely that I was still feeling the effects. I got pretty paranoid that I wouldn’t return back to normal or that I was already normal and my mind wouldn’t allow me to accept that rationale. But I walked outside and got some coffee and I started to feel the effects wear off a bit. I don’t know if the coffee allowed me to think better or if the weed was naturally wearing off after 36 hours, but I began to feel normal again. By 12PM on Monday, I think the effects had completely worn off. It was one of the biggest reliefs ever, to be able to think in my normal state, something that I had taken for granted before.
While saying that I am glad I had this experience is a little over the top, I don’t completely regret it. I would have never in a million years have thought what 2 seemingly simple puffs of smoke could do to my body. It is kind of scary to know that it exists but also comforting to now know the effects it can create. After 36 hours of worrying if I would be able to go back to my normal self, I now won’t take it for granting. Even if the effects I had were being created by my mind or by the weed, I am ultimately glad I smoked it because I now don’t take for granted looking in the mirror and recognizing a familiar face.