sup guys, ive been smoking weed for about a year now and i have always really liked it, without having any bad things ever happen to me as far as the actuall "high" goes. But about 2 nights ago it all changed. i hadn't smoked in about two and a half weeks and i really REALLY needed to get blazed. I was over at my friends house with his twin brother (not idenical) and their mom who was downstairs watching tv in her room. Well my friend had a bong on him, and about an 8th of pretty good weed, and we were just sitting around wondering how we could get out of the house without her knowing and smoke a little. But the thing is, she already knows we have smoked together but she hasnt told my parents because shes really cool but we didnt think she'd give us another chance. So after thinking it over i decided that it was a bad idea and we could just do it the next day or something. But my friend apparently wanted to get high much more than myself so he just walked into his bathroom in his room, opened the window, and started packing a bowl. the whole time i kept telling him it was a bad idea but i soon knew that he wasnt going to stop. so not wanting to miss out i went into the bathroom with him. I really didnt like the idea of smoking with his mom in the house, especialy when he kept telling me that his mom can smell the stuff from like a mile away which just started pissing me off that he was even saying it. Anyways, we started smoking out of his bong with me having a really bad feeling in the pit of my belly cuz i knew in about 5 minutes i would become my retarted high self and potentialy make alot of noise and fuck us over. So on we went. 1 bowl. 2 bowl. 3 bowl. and then after the 4th bowl i decited that i had more than enough and left the bathroom (he continued smoking). so as i was walking though his room towards the hallway which led to his brothers room, i started getting these really negitive thoughts about how his mom is prolly already on the phone with my mom and how im prolly gona be in a shit load of trouble. i kept talking myself out of it, telling myself that it was just the normal marijuana parinoia which i sometimes experience and that it would eventully go away. which it did for a while. so as i entered my friends brother's room, i just sat on the bed and was just looking at him do something on the computer. he wasnt high, so he was kinda laughing at me and said i smelled like weed. That really wasnt something that i wanted to hear at the time..... that sent me right back into the fucked up negitive thinking cycle. I kept telling myself that i really needed to chill out, cuz i could feel my heart rate getting alot faster than how it is normaly when im high. so i thought that it would be a good idea to put on some headphones and just try to relax untill my friend got out of his bathroom so i would have someone high to talk to. I put on my friends ipod and just turned it on. For some strange reason, the song on the screen was "the great escape" (i think....) by gwen stafani. i usually hate this song, but i thought sence i was high i might think it would be really cool. so i played it. Right away i could tell there was someting differnt about how this music sounded compared to how it usually sounded when i was high. it was really... loud, and painfull to my ears and had a kind of "sheering, grinding" quality to it. At this point i was high as fuck, and this was the last thing i needed. And i dont know why, but for some reason i started feeling like i was gona freak out and like go crazy or something. My heart beat was like at 3000 beats per minute and i started to really freak out. I was thinking that it might be because im not with someone else who is high and im sitting in a quiet dark room and all i needed to do is go into my friends room and just watch some tv, and laugh, and talk about the normal stupid stuff we talk about when we're high. So off i went to my friends room to see how he was doing. As i was walking over there i started to get more stupid thoughts in my head like "maybe the weed is laced" and "maybe im actually going crazy". This scared the shit out of me, so i basicaly ran to my friends bedroom door. Which he locked.... i know this sounds retarted, but i completley lost it and i felt like i was having a panic attack or something the whole time not knowing why. I started sweating like crazy and almost started to hyperventalate. my thoughts started racing and i felt like i was being traped and i needed to run from something that was trying to find me in the house. So i ran back into the room i was in and layed on the bed and just tryed to calm the fuck down. it didnt work.... and then the weirdest thing of my life happened. I started hearing voices in my head that were just screaming at me and callling me horrible things in these low distirbing voices. I sat up in the bed and put my hands over my ears and started rocking back and forth trying to stop these fucking voices in my head. my friend was just looking at me with huge eyes asking if i was alright and all i could say to him was " dude, fucking stop" i have no idea why i said that, but i did. At this point i was the highest i'd been and it started feeling like the room was spinning around and that i was gona get sucked out a window and up into space. i was horrified.... at this point i thought i had lost it and i was gona be like this for the rest of my life and there was nothing i could do to stop this terror that i was feeling. i just sat there. almost in tears. stareing at wall hoping it would all stop and i would be okay. Eventully, i started coming down, and the voices in my head went away and i finally started to calm down a little bit. my friend was still talking to me asking what the hell i was on and i told him that i was fine and that i'd tell him about it later. i left the room and went downstairs to find a couch to sleep on. i felt empty. i felt like i had been violated in some way and i would never be the same. But i didnt care. i just wanted to sleep and hopefully make it threw the night. and i did fine. the next morning i woke up and felt pretty normal but just kinda depressed and sad. it was raining outside, and i just staired out the window for a good 30 minutes thinking about what had happend and what the fuck it could have possibly been. i left my friends house and went home. i then went on the internet and found that this has happend to other people too which made me feel a whole hell of a lot better. i read one kid's story that sounded almost identical to what happend including the voices and everything and he said he was doing fine and just reffered to it as a "freak out". now about two days later, i still feel a little off but all in all im normal. i was just wondering if you guys could tell me anything about this and if it has happend to any of you. Because it was truly the worst thing that has ever happend to me in my lifetime and i just want to know more about why it happend and what to do. thanks alot brad
if you didnt want to smoke in your friends house with his mum about then you probably shouldnt have. it can make you paranoid. Ive smoke in my house with my mum about before and its just not as fun- being constricted to your room and having to worry about the smell, red eyes etc, its better to be in a comfortable enviroment. Also it sounds as if you smoked a little too much.
i usually get paranoid -- no where close to that. i think he i hear footsteps coming to my room, thats about it. sucks for you. thats a bummer
hmhm. next time you smoke, do it in a crazy safe, happy environment for you. do that twice. if it happens again or if it happens when you're not stoned, i think you might wanna see someone about it.
this is why i only smoke in a comfortable place. if i start out being paranoid even before im high,its only gunna get worse and will screw up my high. If i cant just chill out and relax i generally wont smoke.
Way to high and jammin(around here this means on painkillers of some sort) right now to read it..ill get at it tomorrow.
Yeah..definitely only smoke somewhere you feel really comfortable and KNOW YOUR LIMIT. A lot of people say there isnt a limit to pot..but for some people..there is. I also get weird anxiety, paranoia if I smoke too much. Smoking two bowls is fine but over that..generally..ill start freaking out or feeling very uncomfortable. Ive also had strange thoughts while too high and paranoid. For me, its getting "stuck" in my thoughts and the thought is generally a negative one. Smoke somewhere full of positivity because on the off chance that something bad could happen, one negative thought could send you flying.
Dude, if you don't wanna get paranoid don't smoke. You should've waited. I have some experience with the problem (though not as bad as you), and I gave up smoking for a while. But it gets better, just make sure there's no one around to give you these paranoid feelings man. Keep thinking it's all in your mind.
i always think my dad or mom are coming home or coming downstairs and when i go up thers no one there today i had my window open blazin and my neighbors must be doin construction but each time they hammered it sounded like footsteps i went upstairs 3 times to check and after the 3rd i was like fuck no ones here im staying downstairs and sometimes at night when i go upstairs after everyones asleep i get scared thinkin someone broke into my house and are gonna attack me but im always confident that i could fight so its not really scared but kinda paranoid not as bad as that though
