I haven't smoked in 50 days. As i have been sober, i've been reminiscing on smoking. I can't get this one experience out of my head. Early november, i left work early with my manager and close coworker to go smoke at his house. (I am 16, she is 22 and he is 25, you can see the age difference) At this point in time, i had only been smoking for a couple of months, but smoked several times daily, so my tolerance wasnt too low. I usually smoked dang, but lately had been smoking schwag due to money. My manager had a shitload of dank, which we ground up and got the THC crystals, i guess thats called Kief? Anyways, after a couple hits out of the pipe, i began to feel extremely high, like it was my first time. We were listening to music, and i started to get anxious and felt like i was apart of the music. (Even as i am typing this i am getting nervous, just thinking about it). So i told them i was getting freaked out and we decided to take a walk. He lives in an apartment, so we walked to the courtyard area, where it was really sunny and the grass was extremely green. The neighbors dogs were outside, and i remember thinking i was in a video game, or a movie. This freaked me out and i decided to sit down on his neighbors porch. By the way, they were outside talking to us. Apparently they were hippies so my boss wasnt nervous or anything. The lady wouldnt shut up and her laugh was like a witch, so i got up and then i remember getting real scared and fell to the ground and i remember feeling like i was falling off the earth. This made me even more scared and i screamed "help me. please" I have never been so terrified. My boss and coworker took me inside to calm me down. I remember almost screaming for them to call an ambulance and i was hysterical. They offered my food and water, and i was very rude and told them it was like poison. They kept encouraging me that i was just freaking out. I accused him of lacing it and got very violent. My coworker, a female, i guess sympathized with me. (She has done acid before, so she could relate i guess) she sat me down on the couch. I told them i needed to talk to someone i knew, even though i felt pretty close to them both. (note, this was in an area i didnt know very well...) so i called my close friend and explained to her. she tried to calm me down to but it didnt work very well. finally i sat down on the couch and prayed and begged to God that i would never smoke if he "turned me back to normal" I kept thinking i was "breaking down on the inside". I remember worrying that i would never return to sobriety. So then i told them i wanted to read the bible, but they didnt have one, so we watched Joel Osteen on the TV. I calmed down and started to get really cold, so i had like 5 blankets on me. I remember saying things like "i think im coming back to reality"..etc. When i closed my eyes it was complete blackness, i saw random images..it wasnt really psychedelic but it wasnt normal either. Hard to explain. After about 2 hours i started to feel better, so my friend drove me to my car near my workplace and i went home. I felt fine, but i was exhausted and passed out until the next morning when i woke up for school. I think i slept for about 12 hours. I never felt better. I decided i would give up weed, and i was so happy that whole day. I felt like a new and free person. From what though? That next day, i started smoking again. I smoked like 30 days straight, and stayed constantly high until i got caught by my parents. Which is why i have been sober so long. I am extremely confused. My boss swears up and down that it wasnt laced. But to this day, i freak out even thinking about that experience. Maybe it was a panic attack. If you can relate at all please post and help me understand what the hell this was... Thankssss
Smoking kief will definately get you high thats for sure ...it looks to me like you experienced being extremely ripped for the first time and just let the high get the best of you...its completely normal for people who dont smoke much to "freak out" or be overwhelmed with the high sometimes. Once you smoke more often you will be able to better control how you feel when your blazed. Happy tokings
i've had rare moments like that and the only thing that has helped me is to remember who i am, where i am, what i just did and that in a very short time i will be back to normal. usually after a few minutes i calm down and go with it but that's all i'll smoke that day. the other thing to do is sit alone somewhere and do some deep-breathing which always help me calm down. maybe there are things going on in your life that helped cause this too but if you're no longer comfortable smoking obviously don't do it. hope that doesn't happen again.
being that high isn't comfortable to me either, kief is for people who have a huge tolerance built up. if you enjoy smoking just get to where to enjoy and then toke once and awhile to stay there
yeah, definately understand you guys. the thing that bothers me is that wasnt my first time, or one of the first times for me to smoke. but on the other hand, keif is definately a level of its own. haha, it was just scary because usually when i smoke dank, i get really chill. so i thought i knew what to expect obviously.
haha yeah. i told my boss and friend that i was sorry. cause of course that shit was so good, but i ruined it for them by freaking out. i smoked them out after that and made up for it. :] and yeah, the stuff i went through, now that i think about it, is kinda funny. especially the witch laugh. that bitch would not shut up fool
I had a simlilar experience - it was really awful - i was so scared - at one point - i forgot not just who - but what I was. I was lying down, and I forgot that I had a body, or that I lived in a house... I found the whole thing really scary. everyone who deals with this kind of thing well says they keep in mind that - they ingested a substance that is fucking with them, that it will pass & things will get right - but I was thinking the opposite and gettign really scared - 'what if this never stops? what if I spend the rest of eternity like this?' and then get even more scared... wonder what make the difference?
There's no doubt that you ruined their afternoon. Anyway, I don't know why you're being so negative about the whole experience. I had a "bad trip" on acid once and it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever experienced. The dichotomy of our false reality - an entanglement of safety nets - and what is, at least to the highest degree, "real" is about as compelling as it gets in my opinion. Needless to say, one cannot have truly lived without experiencing both ends of that spectrum. If you want to get over the experience, I suggest coming up with some positive aspects of the experience - ways in which you have achieved personal growth from it, or at least potentially can through further thought. Feeling unreal and/or insignificant in the face of distinctly "real" elements or systems is an absolute must for a healthy life (listening to Morbid Angel - or at least the work of Trey Azagthoth - is an easy, low impact way to start).
I definately feel like i have learned from that experience. I'm not necessarily being negative about the experience either, im simply stating my experience with all of my emotions, it just so happens there were no positive emotions at that time. And as i stated, the next day i was extremely euphoric. And lately ive been realizing that we (in general) are so wrapped up in society and that status quo that we lose ourselves in creating something we cant even define...interesting stuff.
blame it on your world view... if god is there for you then why the hell do you need pot... go to your "god" and await your death like a good christian... and none of this pot nonsense...
when i first read this sentence, i didnt know if you had misspelled "dank" or if you were using some other slang. i guess you could just use "dank" and "dang" to describe weed. dank=awesome, dang=schwag ´cause you´d say "dang" when you smoke it, since it sucks.
*slow clap* "beauty walks a razor´s edge" -Bob Dylan ever since my first bad trip, nothing has ever really seemed THAT bad. a few things were close, but definitely not as bad. from the bottom, you can only go up.
Yep used to happen to me. One time i thought my bros tried to poison me. I hadent smoked in like a year (seriously). The night before i banged this rich kids girlfreind right. So the next day i go to play poker at this kids house i really dont like. As soon as i walk in the door hes like "i told you not to bring him here". I just thought he didnt like me so was like f you. Later i go outside and pack a bong with this dank cali shit some kid brought to my town. My first hit i took HUGE. I was choking so bad so my freind hands me a beer. I drink it and it tastes wierd. Then my bro says this weed tastes like pine sol. I dont think anything of it. So i keep smoking and smoking this bong. Soon im home and am BLASTED. I decide to take a walk. Then i get like three calls from random people and they all seem so sad. Then for some reason i start to get all funny feeling. Im like omg i cant be this high it must be laced. Then im like omg they put pine sol in the weed so i would choke and take a drink of poisoned beer. Then wouldnt you know it the rich kid drives by me. Its like two in the morning and he drives by in his car. (obviously his all pimped out its very recognizable) Then it hits me like a brick. He payed my freinds to poisom me, they were all in on it. Thats why they all called. Im like nooooooooo way. I got so scared i was convinced i was going to die. It was horrible. Well i go home and wake my mom and tell her to sit with me and make sure i stay awake. In about a half an hour i calm down and have a very good high. Weird.
