It's been exactly one week to the day since this horrible experience I had after smoking weed.
So the backstory is that I am very new to smoking weed. All together about 3 times and last week was my fourth time. I went to my boyfriend's house to smoke and sip wine and relax. I hadn't eaten dinner yet but we planned to get food right after we smoked. I had about 3 sips of wine first (Ive had wine and weed together in the past) My boyfriend said he had gotten a strong strain of marijuana this time but I just expected an even more enjoyable feeling. Nothing bad.
So as we are smoking I start getting rushes of a good feeling all through my body. Head floating. Happy. All the good feelings I remember having in previous experiences. But then as we were talking it became hard for me to speak or think of what it is I wanted to say. We walked to the couch to kick back. I couldn't talk at this moment and I remember thinking "just relax".
But then my thoughts went out of control and I started to believe that this weird feeling would never stop. I felt stuck, anxious, restless and very afraid. I didn't think "oh I'm high" I thought "Something terrible has happened and my life is over" I thought I would die.
This trip lasted about an hour but honestly it felt like 8. Within that time I let my boyfriend know something was very wrong & I just wanted to go outside to stop this. He tried to get me to calm down but I couldn't. I rushed to the door opened it and thats when I started getting déjà vu/weird seeing the future trips. Like this moment had happened before a million times. I didn't get outside because eventually my boyfriend was able to calm me down in the stairwell. I remember thinking that I just have to have a specific thought and if I had that one specific thought everything would stop, I would come to. I had to stop thinking thoughts that I had already thought. I had to think two separate thoufhts, one after the other without them running back over each other. Weird shit. I was perceiving everything like in a movie that was stuck and kept flickering back on itself. My existence split into two. In one I was predicting things and feeling all of the emotions as if they were all coming true although not all of the things I predicted came true and in the second one I was watching myself and I knew this wasn't real and I would be fine but it was so hard to internalize and believe that part because it was happening. For example at one point I was rushing down the stairwell to leave and thought: "no, go back". And as I turned to go back up to find my bf I thought oh shit he's going to call 911 and when I see him he'll have his phone in his hand and he'll be very fed up with this weird shit I'm going through. But turns out he didn't call 911. Only my heart was pounding and I was panicked and very afraid as if he had. It was like I was experiencing two realities. I remember asking him. "Did u call them?" I remember everything about this experience.
So eventually the high wore off enough where I felt like I'm ok and I could feel myself gripping reality again (and so embarrassed for ruining our night) but we were locked out so he had to go out and climb up into his apartment window. And so I waited for him and I guess I zoned out while waiting and I honestly felt like I had slipped back into this weird trip again. Heart racing, anxiety and that glitchy way of experiencing time and events. The best way to describe it is like seeing the future or déjà vu. It became hard to move my body I remember sitting on his couch truly stuck in every way. Repeating thoughts an insane amount of times. Thinking I had lost my mind. Breathing even became hard and I was terrified to fall asleep. I think I might've fallen asleep with my eyes open. I felt so sad and so heavy sitting next to him, my mind was thoroughly convinced this would never ever end. That this was the new normal.
Eventually I was able to go to bed with him and tried my best to remember that I'm just high and it will end. When I woke up in the morning I felt so good. So sober and so relieved lol.
Honestly I have never experienced anything like that in my life and I never want to experience anything like that again. As much as I enjoyed getting mildly high in the past I will never, ever, ever smoke again. What I've written here is just about half of what I experienced that night. A lot if it is inexplicable or too personal to even share but I'm sharing it just in case anyone else out there has had a similar experience.
Has. Anyone else ever experienced anything like this?
Tagged by Xorkoth
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So the backstory is that I am very new to smoking weed. All together about 3 times and last week was my fourth time. I went to my boyfriend's house to smoke and sip wine and relax. I hadn't eaten dinner yet but we planned to get food right after we smoked. I had about 3 sips of wine first (Ive had wine and weed together in the past) My boyfriend said he had gotten a strong strain of marijuana this time but I just expected an even more enjoyable feeling. Nothing bad.
So as we are smoking I start getting rushes of a good feeling all through my body. Head floating. Happy. All the good feelings I remember having in previous experiences. But then as we were talking it became hard for me to speak or think of what it is I wanted to say. We walked to the couch to kick back. I couldn't talk at this moment and I remember thinking "just relax".
But then my thoughts went out of control and I started to believe that this weird feeling would never stop. I felt stuck, anxious, restless and very afraid. I didn't think "oh I'm high" I thought "Something terrible has happened and my life is over" I thought I would die.
This trip lasted about an hour but honestly it felt like 8. Within that time I let my boyfriend know something was very wrong & I just wanted to go outside to stop this. He tried to get me to calm down but I couldn't. I rushed to the door opened it and thats when I started getting déjà vu/weird seeing the future trips. Like this moment had happened before a million times. I didn't get outside because eventually my boyfriend was able to calm me down in the stairwell. I remember thinking that I just have to have a specific thought and if I had that one specific thought everything would stop, I would come to. I had to stop thinking thoughts that I had already thought. I had to think two separate thoufhts, one after the other without them running back over each other. Weird shit. I was perceiving everything like in a movie that was stuck and kept flickering back on itself. My existence split into two. In one I was predicting things and feeling all of the emotions as if they were all coming true although not all of the things I predicted came true and in the second one I was watching myself and I knew this wasn't real and I would be fine but it was so hard to internalize and believe that part because it was happening. For example at one point I was rushing down the stairwell to leave and thought: "no, go back". And as I turned to go back up to find my bf I thought oh shit he's going to call 911 and when I see him he'll have his phone in his hand and he'll be very fed up with this weird shit I'm going through. But turns out he didn't call 911. Only my heart was pounding and I was panicked and very afraid as if he had. It was like I was experiencing two realities. I remember asking him. "Did u call them?" I remember everything about this experience.
So eventually the high wore off enough where I felt like I'm ok and I could feel myself gripping reality again (and so embarrassed for ruining our night) but we were locked out so he had to go out and climb up into his apartment window. And so I waited for him and I guess I zoned out while waiting and I honestly felt like I had slipped back into this weird trip again. Heart racing, anxiety and that glitchy way of experiencing time and events. The best way to describe it is like seeing the future or déjà vu. It became hard to move my body I remember sitting on his couch truly stuck in every way. Repeating thoughts an insane amount of times. Thinking I had lost my mind. Breathing even became hard and I was terrified to fall asleep. I think I might've fallen asleep with my eyes open. I felt so sad and so heavy sitting next to him, my mind was thoroughly convinced this would never ever end. That this was the new normal.
Eventually I was able to go to bed with him and tried my best to remember that I'm just high and it will end. When I woke up in the morning I felt so good. So sober and so relieved lol.
Honestly I have never experienced anything like that in my life and I never want to experience anything like that again. As much as I enjoyed getting mildly high in the past I will never, ever, ever smoke again. What I've written here is just about half of what I experienced that night. A lot if it is inexplicable or too personal to even share but I'm sharing it just in case anyone else out there has had a similar experience.
Has. Anyone else ever experienced anything like this?
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_marijuana
substancecode_cannabis
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_negative
exptype_difficult
roacode_smoked
roacode_inhaled
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