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Alright, a few nights ago I had a traumatic experience, JUST SMOKING WEED! I'm totally in the dark about what caused this bad reaction, hopefully some of you bright people out there can enlighten me. I currently take 800 mgs of Neurontin nightly for anxiety. I have not yet smoked while on this medication, almost 4 months now. The last time I got high in fact was around mid summer. I took two hits off a blunt, 2, JUST TWO! What came next was something I don't even think a bad trip on shrooms or acid could come close to. Well, maybe Acid... But I've had a bad one on shrooms and it blew that away. Anyway, I retreated back into the house after we were done and plopped myself down on the couch. Next thing I know my thoughts are just completely fucked up, Im not laughing or smiling, I cant talk, I'm just sitting there dumb founded... way too high for my own well being. My mouth goes completely dry, there is no moisture whatsoever.. It gets so dry that it feels as if my head has turned into a large white firball and its burning up like a rocket leaving the atmosphere. After that whenever I touch my teeth together its like they are two hit stones... When they touch each other its like a blaze is being set off. Inside of my mind I cant get over the nasty smell and taste in my mouth and throat, so I sit and dwell on it. What comes next is the most frightening part, the weird head sensations, lead to a totally bizzare reaction. My body starts to feel as if it is emitting rows and rows of sharp metal objects. I can feel each one penetrate through my skin, chopping my body into a million peices. Outloud I start saying how much it hurts and that Im in a lot of pain. I make a lunge for the bathroom as I soon feel as if Im going to puke. Once I get in there I attempt to swallow some water but as I do, I vomit. This gives me the impression that I have come down just slightly, but it was probably all mental. Inside the bathroom made me feel very uncomfortable, almost like being in a psychiatry ward. The countertop appeared to be shifting forms, I was launched into a state of total hallucinations, more so even then I had noticed when I would shroom. The thoughts running through my head are just horrible, all bad and terrible things. Next thing I know, Ive discovered what caused the sensation of me being chopped up. With my current state of anxiety, I came to the conclusion of what was causing it. I had taken up ecstacy in march of last year, and ever since then I had developed more problems then I ever had before. Everything has become more prominent. This may just be part of growing up, but I made the connection in everyday life as well.... Without any real proof for making the assumption. Anyway, the "x"stacy was causing my an"x"iety which made me feel like I was being "x"ed up *chopped* up... and it was "x"ing *tearing* my life apart... from the inside out. While high, this made total sense and I swore off ever taking another hit of e again because I saw how damaging it was at this point and how much damage I had already done kinda thing. After this I laid my head down on the faucet and found a good place in my mind where I felt secure. However, when I opened my eyes again, it was if it was all a dream and I was back in my hellish high again... Like a bad movie where the guy wakes up and its the same day all over... and he keeps having to endure this horrbile torment. The next event in the night was when I left the room and went to lay on my friends bed, here I felt ok untill I started feeling sick again. I must have laid down for 1 hour or so, but it seemed like right away I was back in the bathroom.... feeling horrible again. I puked again. After that I slowly started to come down, crawled on my belly outside, because I cant stand up without feeling ill. Lay on the couch, trip out for a while longer, hearing things and seeing things... making weird associations. Thinking the cats a mouse and so forth. Eventually falling asleep. One very very very scary yet comforting things was that During my whole battle with my anxiety... " me v. anxiety " as I call it. Was that I decided that I needed someone to come and intervene in my use of ecstacy, and right then!!!!!!! I mean right then!!!!! My friend came and knocked on the door to the bathroom and asked if I was doing ok, this really blew me away, it made me jump so far.. It was like waking up from a dream to the phone ringing, when in the dream the phone is ringing. The next is very low energy... I pretty much sleep from 12 - 7, off and on. When I ended up going out around 8 I felt great, very relaxed and , well... Still high! I felt that way untill sunday morning when I woke up. Overall, I was SUPER high for about 4-5 hours... The whole experience was terrible... Very frightening.. There are other things that happend which I cant even put words to... Everything just seemed as if it was being broken down way too much In my head... I was focusing on things that I had never ever ever ever ever thought of before... and it was too much for my psyche to handle. SOMEONE PLEASE HELPP!!!!! DId I just smoke too much off some good ass weed for someone with low tolerance?
