KarmicFire
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Hello Bluelighters...
Exactly one year ago I had tried marijuana for the first time in my life. My boyfriend had gotten some fresh buds from a new neighbor (we had no idea who this guy was) and, against my better judgement of taking drugs from strangers, I succumbed to my boyfriend's wishes and tried smoking pot.
We both had a -horrible- trip. I was curled on the ground, struggling to breathe, vomiting and choking. My heart rate went through the roof for nearly four hours. It was so bad, I was convinced I was going to have a heart attack. I shook so violently that my jaw locked. I couldn't close my eyes because the room was spinning too quickly, but keeping them open was a nightmare, too - my eyes kept tracking.
What REALLY freaked me out was my boyfriend's response. He is a marijuana aficionado - he had smoked pot nearly half of his life, multiple times a day, and he was repeatedly screaming "THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS POT... THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG." He was pacing and crying and having a complete nervous breakdown. I have NEVER seen that reaction from him (he often smokes due to medical issues). To this day, he swears that was the worst pot he ever had.
The buds were really, really sticky and wet, to the point where my boyfriend almost gave up on lighting it - I don't know if our neighbor had just picked them or if they were laced with something, but we live in an area were pot is P.L.E.N.T.I.F.U.L. and VERY easy to get, so I wouldn't know WHY they would be laced.
I haven't done pot since, and have absolutely no desire to. I do not drink (I have an allergy to alcohol) and have never partaken in any other drugs.
Here's my problem:
Ever since that night, EVER since then, every day I have a severe feeling of derealization - or, to describe it better, a terrible case of Solipsism Syndrome (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solipsism). I call it the 'Vanilla Sky' syndrome.
Basically, what I feel 24/7 is that nothing around me is real - that no one actually exists except for myself and everyone and everything is just a figment of my imagination, as if everything is projected from my mind and I'm the only 'real' thing living in a constructed dream (as in what Tom Cruise's character went through... exactly this).
I thought it would go away, but it hasn't even slipped a little bit. After an entire year, I'm now thinking that this is permanent. I was completely fine before this experience, and had several psych tests done (required for a position I needed) and passed with flying colors. Since then, my doctor has tried numerous anti-depressants and anti-anxieties, but it only makes the feelings a lot worse, so I've dropped them all. I've even tried natural remedies (herbs, aromatherapy, acupuncture) to no avail.
I've talked to several specialists, including a neurologist, and she commented that this must be terrifying (it is). I had severe panic attacks the first few months, and I still get them on occasion when I dwell on the feeling, to the point where I feel highly suicidal.
Can anyone relate? Does anyone know what happened, or what to do?
Thank you.
Exactly one year ago I had tried marijuana for the first time in my life. My boyfriend had gotten some fresh buds from a new neighbor (we had no idea who this guy was) and, against my better judgement of taking drugs from strangers, I succumbed to my boyfriend's wishes and tried smoking pot.
We both had a -horrible- trip. I was curled on the ground, struggling to breathe, vomiting and choking. My heart rate went through the roof for nearly four hours. It was so bad, I was convinced I was going to have a heart attack. I shook so violently that my jaw locked. I couldn't close my eyes because the room was spinning too quickly, but keeping them open was a nightmare, too - my eyes kept tracking.
What REALLY freaked me out was my boyfriend's response. He is a marijuana aficionado - he had smoked pot nearly half of his life, multiple times a day, and he was repeatedly screaming "THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS POT... THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG." He was pacing and crying and having a complete nervous breakdown. I have NEVER seen that reaction from him (he often smokes due to medical issues). To this day, he swears that was the worst pot he ever had.
The buds were really, really sticky and wet, to the point where my boyfriend almost gave up on lighting it - I don't know if our neighbor had just picked them or if they were laced with something, but we live in an area were pot is P.L.E.N.T.I.F.U.L. and VERY easy to get, so I wouldn't know WHY they would be laced.
I haven't done pot since, and have absolutely no desire to. I do not drink (I have an allergy to alcohol) and have never partaken in any other drugs.
Here's my problem:
Ever since that night, EVER since then, every day I have a severe feeling of derealization - or, to describe it better, a terrible case of Solipsism Syndrome (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solipsism). I call it the 'Vanilla Sky' syndrome.
Basically, what I feel 24/7 is that nothing around me is real - that no one actually exists except for myself and everyone and everything is just a figment of my imagination, as if everything is projected from my mind and I'm the only 'real' thing living in a constructed dream (as in what Tom Cruise's character went through... exactly this).
I thought it would go away, but it hasn't even slipped a little bit. After an entire year, I'm now thinking that this is permanent. I was completely fine before this experience, and had several psych tests done (required for a position I needed) and passed with flying colors. Since then, my doctor has tried numerous anti-depressants and anti-anxieties, but it only makes the feelings a lot worse, so I've dropped them all. I've even tried natural remedies (herbs, aromatherapy, acupuncture) to no avail.
I've talked to several specialists, including a neurologist, and she commented that this must be terrifying (it is). I had severe panic attacks the first few months, and I still get them on occasion when I dwell on the feeling, to the point where I feel highly suicidal.
Can anyone relate? Does anyone know what happened, or what to do?
Thank you.
