ill share my weed story, ive only gotten high bout 7-8 times. and every time i get jittery, uneasy and very talkative. NOT like most of my freidns that get down. and i can NEVER sleep when high. so i have a diffrent reaction then most.
BUT the first time was the biggest one! first time getting high was when i had a parnoia attack. its a funny story, but quite pathetic.
so i get some weed, im about to go to this dance show kinda thing with my sis, so i think to my self, hmm.... maybe i should take some weed that my friend had given me.
so i goto the bathroom, with no experience in smoking, i smoke a bowl.... im like i dont feel anything, one more bowl.... dont feel anything, so after about 4 small bowls, mi like this shits not working....
i jump in the shower to get ready.... 20 mins into the shower i realize that ive been rubbing soap on my chest in a circular formation for the past 20 mins.....
so i start getting so weirded out. i stark walking, but everything i do is RAPIDLY! i cant slow down my motions, i fel like a robot cause i moved kind of precisely, one direction at a time.
now im getting nervous that my sister/family is gonna find out, and this becomes my only worry and it ovetakes my into extereme parnoia. i lie down , try to sleep, my heart is beating so fast..... honeslty i thoguth i was gouiong to have a hear attack. i was strongly considering going to emegency rooom.
My mom comes in, and she sees me acting funny. she asks whats wrong, and by her face i knew she could tell.
i felt like i had no control over what i was saying, i was so paranoid, I JUST WANTED ALL THE TRUTH TO COME OUT, cause i was getting paranoid and sick of holding it in.
and another one of my parnoas at the time , for some reason, i kept thinking i was goiong to be MENTAL liek this forever, that i would never return back to normal
she asks me only once, whats wrong, and i jsut immidiately show her my stash. not cause im a mamas boy or anythign, its cause my parnoia got to me , and i jsut had to get it off.
then i start crying uncontrollably... and my tears feel very funny.......
anyhow, to sum it up, i felt VERY stupid for smoking it at home. after that i didnt smoke for months, until recently where ive smoekd a couple more times, with much better rsults, but still my body reacts in a joittery parnoia kind of way, so i only take 1 nowl with people i trust that will take care of me incase somethign happens. but so far nothign like that has happened
BUT the first time was the biggest one! first time getting high was when i had a parnoia attack. its a funny story, but quite pathetic.
so i get some weed, im about to go to this dance show kinda thing with my sis, so i think to my self, hmm.... maybe i should take some weed that my friend had given me.
so i goto the bathroom, with no experience in smoking, i smoke a bowl.... im like i dont feel anything, one more bowl.... dont feel anything, so after about 4 small bowls, mi like this shits not working....
i jump in the shower to get ready.... 20 mins into the shower i realize that ive been rubbing soap on my chest in a circular formation for the past 20 mins.....
so i start getting so weirded out. i stark walking, but everything i do is RAPIDLY! i cant slow down my motions, i fel like a robot cause i moved kind of precisely, one direction at a time.
now im getting nervous that my sister/family is gonna find out, and this becomes my only worry and it ovetakes my into extereme parnoia. i lie down , try to sleep, my heart is beating so fast..... honeslty i thoguth i was gouiong to have a hear attack. i was strongly considering going to emegency rooom.
My mom comes in, and she sees me acting funny. she asks whats wrong, and by her face i knew she could tell.
i felt like i had no control over what i was saying, i was so paranoid, I JUST WANTED ALL THE TRUTH TO COME OUT, cause i was getting paranoid and sick of holding it in.
and another one of my parnoas at the time , for some reason, i kept thinking i was goiong to be MENTAL liek this forever, that i would never return back to normal
she asks me only once, whats wrong, and i jsut immidiately show her my stash. not cause im a mamas boy or anythign, its cause my parnoia got to me , and i jsut had to get it off.
then i start crying uncontrollably... and my tears feel very funny.......
anyhow, to sum it up, i felt VERY stupid for smoking it at home. after that i didnt smoke for months, until recently where ive smoekd a couple more times, with much better rsults, but still my body reacts in a joittery parnoia kind of way, so i only take 1 nowl with people i trust that will take care of me incase somethign happens. but so far nothign like that has happened
funny