Terrifying bad weed trip

[Savanah45]

Hi,I m a 17 year old girl who lives in brussels,belgium so excuse my english,I basically want to share this really bad weed trip I had only 2 days ago. I smoke about 2-5 joints a week for about 3 months now. Before that it was around 2-6 per month and I started about 2 years ago. I dont do any other drugs and have never been drunk . It was friday afternoon and I was going to have a sleep over at my best friend s house with another friend(both boys). We have these kind of sleepovers every weekend where we basically smoke weed the entire evening so we can laugh our asses of by watching stupid shit on the internet.. But we did always smoke alot of weed so I really wasnt expecting this bad trip to happen since I was used to consuming alot in a few hours. So our plan for that friday night was to go buy a bong because joints didnt really get us high anymore. We got home and rolled a joint before using the bong,we lit up the joint and the 3 of us were again not feeling a thing. So we packed the bong and since I bought it I wanted to use it first. The 3 of us had never used a bong before. I took a first hit of the bong and so did my friends and everything was alright we were having a good laugh so I packed to bong again and I took this massive hit. The 3 of us got up and I startes seeing strange shit when looking out the window but it all still felt fine ! So I kept tripping with my friend until this happened.. My friend was standing in front of me laughing but I could see him from so many different angles. I could see him laughing from behind from up from the left from the right from outside his house.. So I took a step back because I thought this was freaky as hell. He looked at me and asked me what was wrong. I looked around and I realised something was wrong because extreme paranoia was instantly developing inside me. Even though I spent hundreds of days in thzt house it felt like i was in a place I had never been before and I was extremly scared that something was going to happen to me. It felt like I was in a nightmare and knowing that it was just the beginning I started freaking out. All I could think about were demons and devils that wanted to come get me and then I thought they already dragged me down to hell and that the feeling I had was the feeling you have when you re in hell ! I thought the only solution left was killing myself so I yelled that they had to close the windows. We were standing in his room and I started to hit myself in the head and every time I realised I did something weird I realised even more what was going on which made me freak out compleately. Every part of my body was shaking and the feeling I had was unexplainably horrible. They suggested we d all go to bed so we did,we all got in the same bed. Once the light were off my paranoia was fading away but after 2 minutes I started seeing shit in my head and the paranoia got twice as bad. I was seeing people being tortured and raped and I couldnt get these strange images out of my head,I was thinking this would never stop and I saw myself in some kind of mental hospital. Not to mention that every minute passing by felt like half an hour and every single second felt like pure hell. I got out of the bed to grab the phone and call an ambulance. My friend s were really scared of the cops so they tried to stop me. One of them was holding the phone so I wouldnt call so I grabbed his throat. I cant really remember this part but they told me I almost tried to kill them just to get the phone so they gave it to me. I called them and once I heard the ambulance outside I got out,I wasnt even wearing any shoes . They asked me wht happened and I told them I smoked too much cannabis and that I was surely going to die. When I got in the ambulance I thought that these people were just trying to kil me and since I watch porn regullary at some point I was even thinking that this was going to turn into some kind of disgusting porn movie and that they all wanted to rape me. Once in the hospital they brought me to this room that was made for kids... The wall paintings were pretty much like this : huge clowns and bunnies,rainbows,mushrooms,flowers basically the most psychedlic shit imaginable so I begged them not to put me in that room. Keep in mind that I was still as fucked up as I was in the beginning and havent had one minute of feeling normal again. They put me in another room and asked for my parents phone number since I m a minor so they could call them to come pick me up. My throat and mouth had never been this dry before so I asked for a glass of water,but she just didnt bring it to me. So I was 100% sure that they were all against me and that my parents would never come pick me up and that I would die miserably and all alone in the most ugly hospital room. I still hadnt stopped shaking and everything kept getting scarier. I looked around and saw all this hospital equipment in my room and thought it was torture material so they could torture me. At some point I thought I had to get rid of my stomach in order to survive this so I started scratching my belly.. Shit like this went on and on until I got home,got into my bed and slept for a good 9 hours... I woke up and I was so pleased.. It was finally over. Worse experience I have ever had in my entire life I wish this to happen to no one it was mental torture for 5 hours non stop. I am thinking about never touching weed again in my life even though at some points of my life I loved it more than anything

 

[SuperSouth]

Savannah, don't worry you can still smoke weed! something similar to this happened to me only a week or two ago. To make it simple you were just TOO HIGH it was probably the bong that did it. In combination with your low tolerance and a quickly smoked joint you made the perfect storm and got overwhelmed. My suggestion is to take a day or two off and then just smoke a joint and chill to get over any left over anxiety, start small and you'll be back on the horse in no time. One day you'll probably look back and wish you could be that high again.

In my situation, I was parked infront of my house and decided to take a nice hit before I went in, so I packed a tiny bowl and burned the whole thing in one hit. I then quickly walked into my house and said hi to my parents and headed to my room. Then I realized I wasent just high, and I wasent just stoned, I was wrecked I couldent put together half a sentence and the whole room almost looked distorted and when looking into the mirror I hardly reconized myself, it reminded me of the experiences I've had with shrooms. I knew exactly what was going on so I calmed my self down and enjoyied it.

Idk if any of this helped put goodluck.

 

[papa]

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