Two days ago I had a few tokes on my friend's spliff. I'm not a regular weed smoker, I just do it now and then. At first, everything felt fine but it gradually crept up on me, started feeling really paranoid and anxious which eventually led to a total panic attack. Absolutely terrifying, felt like I was gonna black out and die...this was on a night out as well, so basically what happened was I went back to my friend's house to drink some alcohol. This numbed the effects of the weed and I figured it had gone away for the night.
I wake up the next morning though and I'm just really anxious and paranoid. These feelings died down throughout the day, but it's like 5am right now and I woke up about two hours ago with just these really intense feelings of anxiety and paranoia, it's horrible. I can't get back to sleep and, because of the paranoia, it's really stressing me out, worried that this will lead to more horrible things, me failing at life because of no sleep, all this stupid c**p.
I've always been somewhat paranoid and rather insecure with myself, but never to the point it is at now where I'm questioning almost EVERYTHING. I figure the weed must've triggered this in me, it's just amplified things that were already there since I am an anxious person naturally, but never to this degree...
I'm gonna try and see a doctor tomorrow, see what he says. Right now I'm hoping he can prescribe me something since I honestly don't think I'll be able to handle this on my own...
I'd like to say thanks to everyone who's documented their experiences in this thread though. Reading through here has helped me realise I'm not alone on this and has made me feel a bit better...
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Id like to smoke again but im just so scared it will happen again and i would just rather wait till i have a better mind set for it and no so worried.
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it really freaked me out, scariest thing that happened to me.
like 6 of us were just hanging out smoking out of this crazy water bong, we were all really stoned and they had aerosol and i dont do that sh*t its really stupid. but they kept pressuring me to do it. and like things were chill for a little bit but then i got really hot and my heart beat was insane and everyone saw me and was like wtf your sooo pale and my pupils were my whole eye, and then i snapped i felt like i was seriously dying and going crazy i felt like i had no control over my life and that if i didnt die, i was going to be crazy forever, i guess i kept saying that "it cant happen like this, i cant die here" and everyone was really freaked out, i havent smoked weed since then in fear of it happening again.
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I will share with you one particular event where I was really scared that I was going to die.
Some friends of my boyfriends always through a superbowl party. They are all stoners lol. So one time they all decided to make pot brownies. Whoever wants any could throw in on them so they were a lot of different strains. Also, everyone was going to smoke as well as eat the brownies. Some people drank even. So this is my first time trying the brownies. I'm pretty hungry so I ate about 3 of them not knowing that maybe I should've slowed down a bit. I was also drinking whiskey on top of that (NEVER do that). So I'm feeling pretty good. I start feeling like I'm stuck to the wall which I was sitting against. I've never had a body buzz before so I'm like "whoa, this is pretty cool." I was also smoking on top of all this too and it's really good stuff. Then after awhile, I start holding onto my knees sitting indian style. I'm looking around at everybody (and there were a lot of people there). I start freaking out. I couldn't breathe. I was tripping out hard. My boyfriend started freaking out because I kept telling him that I thought I was dying and he kept asking if I wanted to go to the hospital but I refused. I went back in and we went into the kitchen to talk although I could barely do that. It was a little dark and then someone turned the light on and as soon as it did, I felt blinded and hit the floor like I couldn't control my legs enough to stand up. As soon as I did that, the cold floor instantly made me feel better. I just heard loud ringing in my ears. I suddenly bursted into laughter and I was fine. I kept telling everybody that I knew what it felt like to die and finally accept it like some sort of crazy person. Everybody got a kick out of it. I still felt like i was tripping for a while. I ended up going home. When I got in, I still felt the effects and was dazed for a while still until the next day.
That was a crazy experience. I will probably always smoke but I go through periods of time when I won't touch it. Everything is good in moderation. I will never touch the hard stuff though. The only other thing I've done was coke. I don't make a habit out of it though. It's too expensive and addictive. It also comes from a bad place.
Seriously, take caution without letting it beat you like that. Don't let you mind keep you from having a good time.
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*Still a happy smoker (: Hopefully many more bowls to come.
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I don't smoke often, but recently i have done it more and more, several times in the past two weeks. I have also been majorly stressing because of school and trying to get into university.
It happened yesterday during lunch at school where me and my friends decided to teach a girl how to smoke (she wanted to learn). We used a pipe and didn't have a filter with us. On my second hit, i inhaled too much and a chuck of the ember went flying into my throat and lungs.
Only seconds later i started coughing, just thinking it irritated my throat but then i started to go blind, get extremely dizzy and lose my hearing. I could feel something burning in my chest and i fell to the ground. I couldn't breathe at all and it felt like something had punctured my lung. I knew i was going to die - i started thinking about how stupid this was and i told my friends to call the police cause i was so sure i was going to die i would rather get caught. Good thing they didn't.
It was the most pain I've ever been in, i started clawing at the grass and eating it. I knew i wasn't high cause i could think so clearly i was me just ... not.
About 10 -15 min later, the pain and terror finally stopped and i could move a little but would see and feel my movements 3 secs. after - and i could have complete conversations but i could not think.
I stayed screwed for about 3 hours, various people staying with me, until about 3.5 hours after the initial shock i was able to stand. All today i have been traumatized and this morning i started crying because i was so happy to be alive.
I've been trying to figure out what it was cause i knew it wasn't just a bad trip.
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That being said, I've smoked numerous times since then and although I can always seem to feel it in the back of my mind, I've been able to avoid a full-out panic attack.
Here's what seems to help me:
- Put yourself in a comfortable environment. Be with close friends, family, or whatever works for you. Alcohol seems to help my comfort level.
- Take it slow!!! One puff here & there. Be sure you feel the peak of the hit before taking another. As someone else mentioned, it's the same reasons Dr.'s increase new medication step-by-step. Too much at once can be a bad thing.
- Find an activity to keep your mind occupied, especially for the *peak* of the high. Avoid TV/Movies because your mind can easily wander. Rock Band and Halo do wonders for me.
- Personally, I like to avoid caffiene becuase it makes me jittery & on edge. I also like to have some food in my stomach before smoking - it seems to help.
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One night, my boyfriend and I were watching tv in my room. I took one of the biggest bong hits I’ve ever taken, and after about 5 minutes, everything went horribly wrong. How it all started, was me basically thinking about aging. I was imagining what life would be like when I was very old, and it started to scare me a lot. Looking back, I feel stupid because I’m not really afraid of aging, but for some reason my head was just in the wrong place. My heart started beating out of my chest, and I thought I was having a heart attack. It felt like a couldn’t get enough air into my lungs, like I was drowning. I was bawling my eyes out, telling my boyfriend we had to go to the hospital imediately. I had severe heart palpitations for at least an hour and I literally thought my heart was going to explode inside my chest and that I was going to die. I kept thinking, “I don’t want to die like this! I don’t want to be stoned out of my skull when I die!” It was the most horrible experience I have ever encountered. He managed to calm me down as I started to sober up.
I took a break after that. For about 6 months. It gave me a lot of time to think about things, and to find the real reason why this was happening. I realized I was just a a bad place in my life, and getting high was contributing to my problems and making me feel crummy. I was the reason for these anxiety attacks, not the marijuana itself. I recently started smoking again, but in moderation. I’m taking baby-steps to make sure something like that will never happen again. I really hope that I’ll be able to smoke socially with other people, but that probably wont happen until I’m older, wiser, and am more comfortable with myself.
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BuddhaChild wrote:
I took a break after that. For about 6 months. It gave me a lot of time to think about things, and to find the real reason why this was happening. I realized I was just a a bad place in my life, and getting high was contributing to my problems and making me feel crummy. I was the reason for these anxiety attacks, not the marijuana itself. I recently started smoking again, but in moderation. I’m taking baby-steps to make sure something like that will never happen again. I really hope that I’ll be able to smoke socially with other people, but that probably wont happen until I’m older, wiser, and am more comfortable with myself.
Hey buddhachild, this was pretty enlightening. It's of course true that you don't want to trip out while you have demons to face down because marijuana will do you no favors in that department. What do you mean by moderation though? Are you smoking less than you used to?
I only smoke a few times a month now, as opposed to everyday like I used to.
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