holyguacamole
Greenlighter
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- Nov 15, 2010
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So, a few weeks ago I did some dumb shit. My friend convinced me my blotter had weakened because I've had it for about four months and although sealed it's been in some HEAT. I'm talking 70 degree wood stove heated house for a good month of that.
I'm not at home. Not near home. Far away for a temp job. Boss went away for the weekend, just me and a chill coworker. Not super chill though. She'll smoke weed with me but I don't think she's ever touched anything besides weed.
I decide to give a tab a go and took one at 7am. Fell back asleep, woke up at 830 to some slight disorientation but I really just felt a tad tingly. Since I had this mindset the acid was weak, I decided to smoke a bowl. Took a few small tokes then one hit too big and I was soon on a deep deep downward spiral.
My coworker couldn't find out. I couldn't get my window open for fresh air. My room was suddenly hideous and uncomfortable. I was rolling around in bed without even realizing it. I was tripping harder off of ONE tab than I ever have off of three. I've tripped about 7-8 times before, and solo before. But this was terrible. I tried laying in bed and relaxing. I couldn't tell if my heart was beating out of my chest or if it was my imagination. I started getting anxiety. I wanted to SCREAM. I was terrified and I didn't know what was going on. I put on happy music, tried happy thoughts. Terrifying, negative, fearful thoughts permeated EVERYTHING I thought of. This was all mindfuck, no visuals.
I lived through what felt like several eternities in about three hours of absolute hell. I called my friend who suggested this idea (slick bastard) and he helped calm me down. I got some balls and went downstairs and mumbled an 'I don't feel well' and went for a walk outside. I was terrified of being seen by other people because I knew I wasn't acting normal.
Eventually, the high came down and I was able to relax on the back porch and enjoy the beautiful day behind the security of some sunglasses. Damn were my pupils huge from one tab!
After this experience, my first bad (though not terribly bad) trip, I'm quite apprehensive about tripping again. I'm afraid this will happen again, or I'll start thinking about it and have negative thoughts creep back in. In previous trips I've had those dark moments where you almost spiral down but I've always been able to bring myself right back up. I WANT to trip again, I'm just afraid. How can I get past this? You all have had this happen to you and I'd like to know how you got over it. Or did you simply just not think about it at all and trip again with positive results?
Thanks all.
-Noob
I'm not at home. Not near home. Far away for a temp job. Boss went away for the weekend, just me and a chill coworker. Not super chill though. She'll smoke weed with me but I don't think she's ever touched anything besides weed.
I decide to give a tab a go and took one at 7am. Fell back asleep, woke up at 830 to some slight disorientation but I really just felt a tad tingly. Since I had this mindset the acid was weak, I decided to smoke a bowl. Took a few small tokes then one hit too big and I was soon on a deep deep downward spiral.
My coworker couldn't find out. I couldn't get my window open for fresh air. My room was suddenly hideous and uncomfortable. I was rolling around in bed without even realizing it. I was tripping harder off of ONE tab than I ever have off of three. I've tripped about 7-8 times before, and solo before. But this was terrible. I tried laying in bed and relaxing. I couldn't tell if my heart was beating out of my chest or if it was my imagination. I started getting anxiety. I wanted to SCREAM. I was terrified and I didn't know what was going on. I put on happy music, tried happy thoughts. Terrifying, negative, fearful thoughts permeated EVERYTHING I thought of. This was all mindfuck, no visuals.
I lived through what felt like several eternities in about three hours of absolute hell. I called my friend who suggested this idea (slick bastard) and he helped calm me down. I got some balls and went downstairs and mumbled an 'I don't feel well' and went for a walk outside. I was terrified of being seen by other people because I knew I wasn't acting normal.
Eventually, the high came down and I was able to relax on the back porch and enjoy the beautiful day behind the security of some sunglasses. Damn were my pupils huge from one tab!
After this experience, my first bad (though not terribly bad) trip, I'm quite apprehensive about tripping again. I'm afraid this will happen again, or I'll start thinking about it and have negative thoughts creep back in. In previous trips I've had those dark moments where you almost spiral down but I've always been able to bring myself right back up. I WANT to trip again, I'm just afraid. How can I get past this? You all have had this happen to you and I'd like to know how you got over it. Or did you simply just not think about it at all and trip again with positive results?
Thanks all.
-Noob
