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^Yeah that's what I'm up to, a reasonably healthy lifestyle.I do think I will recover from the weed exacerbated anxiety (I think it will take years), but I also suffer from chronic back pain which is unrelated (but having chronic pain sure doesn't help with recovering from my anxiety). I'm managing the anxiety reasonably well anyways though.

There are like 4 doctors on the case trying to fix my back, they can't do shit to help me. I've never felt so let down by the medical system. I am much more concerned about the chronic back pain, it royally sucks to live with never-ending back pain and I've been this way for years. It is what fuelled my cannabis abuse, although the weed wasn't helping me keep physically active, it did nothing whatsoever to relieve the pain. I was already hooked when I got injured, so I attempted to treat it with copious amounts of the only drug I ever knew how to use which really didn't end well.

The only thing that helps is 2.5mg oxycodone, some equivalent dose of another opioid or some muscle relaxers but it really is a shame that I had this injury as I used to be quite athletic. I am beginning to get very frustrated about that. I have seen quite a few specialists and it's always the same garbage. I can't say that I have any trust in doctors anymore.

They were trying to push extended release anti-psychotics on me for the panic attacks (ummm I think I need the odd xanax to quickly chill me out when I have a really bad one... I'm not schizophrenic), and they wanted me on SSRI's for the chronic pain. Just how the fuck is that going to help, they can't figure out how to fix my spine problem induced by sports injury so they are going to start tampering with weird chemicals in my brain? Plus, I am far from depressed, I have a great life if you take these couple of issues out of the picture. Until they can stop dicking around and actually treat me, I shall stick to my half-percocets.

I can ride my bike 20km a day. Used to do 10 times that, fuck. Can't even go swimming or jogging anymore... it hurts me to walk or even lay in bed a lot of the time.
 
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I'm self conscious with weed. It started depressing me, so I have to quit. I'll only do it like once a week after I quit for a while.
 
A boyfriend of mine gave me some ultra concentrated pot butter. I freaked out and it was like being in the dark on a fast roller coaster to hell.
The other people in the room saw me just drooling on the couch.
To compound it he was extremely rude to me and I flipped our breakfast into the air. It took 7 hours for me to come down.
This was the second time this had happened but worse, I was camping near fort brag and I was afraid my boyfriend was going to stab me and kill me.
I had to go to the hospital to take an anti-anxiety pill. If any other person has had an experience like this, I would like to share my experience.
 
teological said:
Yeah, spot on dude. The high from opiates is not like cannabis. Opiates do not make movies intensely fun and interesting, they do not make videogames seems like a whole other world, running around in COD with intense focus...opiates can in fact make these activities somewhat boring. They are more of a feeling of peace and body high than anything. Cannabis is very different, it is a psychedelic.
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Not really opiates, definitely makes movies intensely fun an interesting. Usually with low tolerance though. For example when my tolerance is at the point where 50mg or less of oxy, or a bag or two of dope can get me high, everything's awesome. I'm very stimulated, will watch movies, go out with friends, clean the house etc. However when my tolerance is high and I need to do like 100-200mg to even feel anything off the opiate, I get very very sedated even with oxy. All comes down to if your tolerance is low enough to get high off 50mg or less. I find all opiates very stimulating when I have low tolerance.
 
When I was 16, having a great Summer before college, a friend gave me a hot knife and I collapsed, entered a crazy hallucinogenic world, then came around again. I was lying there looking up and I was sure I'd been out cold for minutes, but my friend said it had only been a few seconds. Anyway, after that incident I never felt the same. Smoking pot made me feel paranoid, anxious and depressed and my life took a dive. I was constantly in a grumpy mood, feeling persecuted and paranoid, and I eventually became a recluse. I lay alone in my room for a few months trying to devise ways to go out there and cope with people again. I devised some systems in my head on how to survive a conversation. I felt so persecuted that I was sure every conversation I took part in had the sole end goal of destroying my self confidence, so I constructed elaborate systems that would enable me to exit the conversation unharmed. I also had a severe issue with people's faces so I had to avoid people's heads so I kept my head down and when I was talking to people I would talk with my head facing away from them. After approx 6 months I went to a small house party but I got paranoid and I threw a bottle at someone because I thought they were talking about me. One of my friends grabbed me by my t-shirt and hauled me out of the house and told me that go and get some help. I remember walking home in the dark that night, past all the houses, convinced that I could hear people inside talking about what a fuck-up I was. When i got home I stood in my kitchen and cried. I was now pretty much friendless, pretty much mute and most definitely very ill. It's shocking how many people abandoned me due to my illness. You see all those people in everyday life - those people who are ill, and they're alone, and no one wants to know them - you see them everywhere, and I was there too. I survived though. I eventually resurfaced, lots of bed rest, lots of cbt, lots of time, and I got there. I've never been the same but I've managed to control the destructive side of my illness and use all the harmless quirks in my nature to develop a more positive image, which eventually brought people back into my life. Including girls, because I was desperate for love and friendship and sex. Weed was amazing at first. Made me laugh so much, really helped me bond with my friends, helped me sleep well at night and helped me develop these amazing ideas. Then BOOOM! Game over!
 
I was the same way with weed as so many of you. Started smoking when I was 13, and was a daily smoker by 17 when I got my first job. I don't feel like any negative affects from weed happened, until my best friend discovered the deep web. It was at this point he started ordering ounces of hash oil for an obscenely low price (1 oz of hash for $80 if I remember right). We moved over to smoking solely hash. Daily use was at least 3 grams of hash, sometimes 5. When we got down to less than a half ounce of the stuff we started panicking and ordered a few more ounces with overnight shipping.

I remember at first being freaked out when bud could no longer get me high. I could rip grav bongs and bud wouldn't get me high one bit. Eventually I noticed that the hash wasn't getting me high either. The first smoke of the day would bring me to baselines and the next 10-15 smokes would just keep me there. Well, eventually my friend got busted, and the hash dream died. I slowly was able to get high from weed again, but since those few months of daily heavy hash oil use, I have never been the same. The highs always had a very sinister feel to them, and my anxiety and paranoia was through the roof.

I moved onto kratom, and am now a daily kratom user, and kratom slowly helped me get off weed. I know that I swapped one addiction for another but I'm happy the kratom has no negative side effects other than constipation (so far).
 
I have been smoking around 5 grams of good and bad weed for just over 10 years now. I smoke everyday, never have had any health problem and I don't plan on quitting ever. I do feel my lung pipes blazed out the morning after smoking many joints staying up late nights on weekends specially. Anybody here experiences this? Weed have definitely increased my lung capacity though and I don't have any breathing problems. I just hope I can go on smoking like this.....
 
I sometimes get a slight cough, especially after a big lung full of something strong. I had a whitey once or twice too. Been a daily smoker for 20 years, since my early teens, few of my friends have done the same, none of us ever had any problem worse than a slight cough caused by weed & that was probably more about tobacco too. The amount it costs & having to buy on the blackmarket causes problems, but weed itself hasn't done anything major, so far, for anybody I know.

Highlife, remember to take tolerance breaks every now & again so you don't end up smoking huge amounts just to beat your tolerance.

Worst thing it did for me is get me addicted to tobacco, stay clear of that stuff.
 
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I was terrified that weed had fucked my mind permanently when my mind slowed to a complete stop and I was totally socially retarded, demotivated and fatigued all the time. Then my mind seemed to come back to normal, so I started smoking again. And smoking. And smoking. And wouldn't you know it? Now my mind was actually going a lot faster than usual, even while high. It was fantastic, I barely slept, I barely ate, I was always on the go, the weed euphoria was through the roof, and I realized - weed wasn't fucking me over! It's a total blessing! Inevitably my mind started to slow again, and it wasn't until the "speeding up" got me sectioned that I was diagnosed as being bipolar, and suddenly the dichotomy in the effect that weed had on me started to make total sense. Now I realize that the weed was just exacerbating a pre-existing mental illness, and most people who say they're now totally socially retarded or ridiculously anxiously probably can't blame just weed for that - they probably had the condition there anyway and weed just bought it to the forefront.
 
Weed is not bad .. And if anyone has there life ruined by it its pretty sad. I understand I'f u go to jail and so on . then yeah the cop ruined ur life not ur fault technically.. But when people chose weed over needs.. Then it gets sad. Because weed isn't something that ruins ur lifw
 
burn out said:
yes, weed totally fucked me up physically and mentally and essentially ruined my life. it's been 2.5 years since i smoked and i am still suffering from residual affects. it's partially my fault of course for continuing to smoke even after i started to get negative affects but i also blame all those people and websites that say there are no permanent affects and once you stop everything goes back to normal because if i had known i wouldn't go back to normal, i never would have continued to smoke.

physically weed caused me the following problems:

- postural orthostatic hypotension
- gastritis
- lung damage

mentally it caused me the following the problems:

- anxiety
- paranoia
- panic attacks
- constant burnt out/perma-fried feeling
- head pressure
- subtle cognitive and memory impairments

these are just the lasting problems, i won't even get into the problems it caused while i was addicted. i'd just like to know if anyone else has experienced symptoms like these even after quitting weed? most specifically, i'd like to know if anyone else has experienced gastritis (or stomach problems in general) because while most of the things i listed seem fairly common among marijuana addicts, most other addicts i've talked to didn't get the gastritis.

anyway, the idea that this drug is harmless needs to be thrown out the nearest window. it did far more damage to me than all other drugs combined. sure, it's safe for most people when used occasionally, but when used heavily, its has the potential to really screw you up just like any other drug.
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hey man, was reading an this thread and noticed you had stoumach problems due to weed among other problems, I've been dealing with the same thing myself and was wondering what fixed you up in the end?
your pm box was full
 
Loads of times it's made me paranoid or on edge. Often related to already being a bit anxious from other drugs perhaps. I still smoke it just not as much as when I was a youth.
 
I've been tokin weed since 1969 on an almost daily basis. I can go days without getting high & it doesn't bother me in the least. I have noticed 1 thing, though. I'm going thru 'reverse tolerance'. 2-3 bong hits & I'm blasted!! It's a beautiful thing. Not only do I need less for maximum altitude...I can stretch an oz for 6 months!! Best of both worlds. Weed is so safe compared to booze & cigs, yet that's the illegal substance. I hope I live long enough to see it legalized federally.
 
Weterman said:
I'm self conscious with weed. It started depressing me, so I have to quit. I'll only do it like once a week after I quit for a while.
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deborahv23 said:
A boyfriend of mine gave me some ultra concentrated pot butter. I freaked out and it was like being in the dark on a fast roller coaster to hell.
The other people in the room saw me just drooling on the couch.
To compound it he was extremely rude to me and I flipped our breakfast into the air. It took 7 hours for me to come down.
This was the second time this had happened but worse, I was camping near fort brag and I was afraid my boyfriend was going to stab me and kill me.
I had to go to the hospital to take an anti-anxiety pill. If any other person has had an experience like this, I would like to share my experience.
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velmwend said:
When I was 16, having a great Summer before college, a friend gave me a hot knife and I collapsed, entered a crazy hallucinogenic world, then came around again. I was lying there looking up and I was sure I'd been out cold for minutes, but my friend said it had only been a few seconds. Anyway, after that incident I never felt the same. Smoking pot made me feel paranoid, anxious and depressed and my life took a dive. I was constantly in a grumpy mood, feeling persecuted and paranoid, and I eventually became a recluse. I lay alone in my room for a few months trying to devise ways to go out there and cope with people again. I devised some systems in my head on how to survive a conversation. I felt so persecuted that I was sure every conversation I took part in had the sole end goal of destroying my self confidence, so I constructed elaborate systems that would enable me to exit the conversation unharmed. I also had a severe issue with people's faces so I had to avoid people's heads so I kept my head down and when I was talking to people I would talk with my head facing away from them. After approx 6 months I went to a small house party but I got paranoid and I threw a bottle at someone because I thought they were talking about me. One of my friends grabbed me by my t-shirt and hauled me out of the house and told me that go and get some help. I remember walking home in the dark that night, past all the houses, convinced that I could hear people inside talking about what a fuck-up I was. When i got home I stood in my kitchen and cried. I was now pretty much friendless, pretty much mute and most definitely very ill. It's shocking how many people abandoned me due to my illness. You see all those people in everyday life - those people who are ill, and they're alone, and no one wants to know them - you see them everywhere, and I was there too. I survived though. I eventually resurfaced, lots of bed rest, lots of cbt, lots of time, and I got there. I've never been the same but I've managed to control the destructive side of my illness and use all the harmless quirks in my nature to develop a more positive image, which eventually brought people back into my life. Including girls, because I was desperate for love and friendship and sex. Weed was amazing at first. Made me laugh so much, really helped me bond with my friends, helped me sleep well at night and helped me develop these amazing ideas. Then BOOOM! Game over!
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Seriously, I have never heard more people claiming how weed fucked up their lives so badly. If anything, I'd have to say alcohol & tobacco are extremely worse on a person than a bit of cannabis. Like I mentioned, 46 years of pretty much non-stop use (except when I wanted to take a break) has done nothing bad to me in the least. I drank heavily for 25+ yrs...smoked cigs for 35+ yrs (thank goodness I quit that garbage!) & those 2 substances do way more damage to a person than smoking weed does...at least in my experience.
Plus I used to smoke all day & evening before finally passing out from all the beer I drank while tokin my stash. Tobacco & alcohol kill hundreds of thousands of people yearly. Weed kills 0! Not 1 death from weed exclusively can be claimed. Plus what I like is how the older 1 gets, the less weed they need...at least that's what I've noticed. I can't smoke as much as I did 30-40 yrs ago. I'd be a babbling idiot...at least moreso than I usually am. I'm 61 & used to live in Denver before moving to NC. I wish I was back there, as that State has the right idea. People will always want their substance-of-choice & legalizing weed was a step in the right direction. My pain management doc said if NC ever went medical MJ, he'd issue his 1st card / scrip to me. I only hope I live to see that day. Or let's get a Prez in Office who'll see how ridiculous this War On Drugs actually is. Nobody will win this nonsense, so let's just stop the damn thing & sell whatever dope the person who's 21+ yrs of age likes. Tax the hell out of it & the street dealers will be jobless. Gang revenue will plummet. Cartels will be useless. The Country will make a shitload of $$$ thru taxation. It's a win / win scenario.
 
I WAS Anxious and started taking supplenets from copper to Magnesium try magnesium to start natural sedative weed makes u have munchies cuz it boosts your metabolism in theory and sucks the vitamins and minerals from your body just as if you were running a marathon need multi vitamin and food. but sometimes different strains especially without a big tolerance can just be kinda intense. Or u got anxiety and weed makes it worse.
 
I decided today to put down the pipe. Should have very vivid dreams tonight. I always only take one small hit, and home-made edible infused coconut oil pills. Compared to my opiate use this is nothing, but I think there is a level of clarity that I miss that comes with no thc lifestyle (or rare thc use). This, and there are jobs that will not hire me if I am using thc. SO let's see how this goes, I've been justifying my daily use by reasoning that it helps my small methadone dose stay effective. Anybody else goin thru it? :)
 
Beyond a minimal reduction of short term memory function I have experienced zero negative effects in 13 years of toking, provided proper strain is chosen.
 
Weed be fucking me up all the time man. But for real fucking up, like fucked up fucked up? A couple years ago I was on some bunk shit from a shady friend and got mad paranoid for a while on the regular. Had to lay off any intake for a few months because I was bugging out even with a little toke, needed my system to get flushed out or whatever. Recharged. Nowadays the high is plenty clean again though.
 
yeah, weed was SO safe that it was a GAME to smoke EVERY SINGLE DAY of senior year till i failed. still havent graduated. good weed (none of that weird medical shit that doesnt do anything) was more addictive to me than crystal meth. to me good weeds way stronger than morphine
 
Yes. Weed has caused Cannabis Induced Psychosis to my friend. They threw ativan and seoquel at him. He's only now off the seroquel and this happened 1-2yrs ago. He's never been the same. He still smokes tho..
 
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