The Worst Weed Experience

I am going to tell you the story that changed my life no less then three days ago. Me and my cousin and my friend had some weed and we made a bottle with aluminum foil to smoke it out of. It was something i can never forget and something i could never prepared for. Being a typical teenage guy i never thought anything bad was going to happen to me especially from weed. I have the back a seventy year old and i was using weed for maybe 4 days every night as an alternate pain blocker. The last three times i had did it nothing like this ever happened and i just felt my back pain completely gone and the only thing that bothered me was a fast heart rate and tingling or numbness of my body or limbs. But this night was like any other night but i took the same amount of hits i usually did but the last 3 were much much bigger. After me my friend and my cousin finished smoking it the high i had right after i smoked it was more like a really strong buzz from a cigarette but just with the fast heart rate and the tingling sensations. Then we all walked back to the car and started talking like we always do just having a good time. But with every passing second i began to feel so unusual my throat was on fire and inside my chest just kept getting colder and colder but i do have a sight case of asthma but nothing serious so it could of been that. I began pacing back and forth just shaking my head and my friends just thought i was acting stupid. But i kept saying you guys something really ain't right here. i began walking home and thank god i was only like half a block from my house other wise who knows what would of happened but i began walking home and i was starting to feel like i was literally leaving my body and sinking down into myself. i was walking out on the street and i kept saying in my head please god just get me home but i the house kept getting farther and farther away and i felt like i was walking in quicksand and this was literally the worst case of paranoia. I thought i was dying my heart was racing so fast i thought i was going to have a heart attack right in the middle of the road. I was so messed up i my goal was to make it home. My mom always told me something like this could happen and i didn't listen. But when i finally reached my porch i walked in and my mom was on the couch and i told her what was happening to me and that i had just smoked weed. I sat down on the couch and if i didn't try my hardest to stay focused on something this feeling would keep getting worse. I kept praying to just get through this cause i thought i was dying right in my own house. I would keep thinking that i was forgetting to breath and i literally was to cause when i focused all my attention on breathing i would inhale but i wouldn't fully exhale and that was why the panic kept getting worse. This strange abnormal feeling that i couldn't shake off made you think you were really leaving your body and just like your whole mind and conscious was just sinking down into your chest. I had to focus and the clock and watch for it to move just to get the feeling to go away a little just so i didn't go insane. I just sat there and kept thinking that i was on a permanent trip and that i was going to be stuck like this forever. i remember when i was walking home and i kept telling myself to just make it home that it felt like i was literally telling myself to walk like i was so out of it i had to control my body. Like my mind was getting trapped between reality and something else, like actually leaving your body and coming back over and over again. and when i was telling myself to get home inside my head i sounded like a munchkin. When my mom told me how people would get so paranoid to the point where they kill their selves cause of drugs i at least thought they would have control. But what was going on with me i had no control over it and i really did have suicidal thoughts at the time just because i wanted it to go away that bad. I laid there like that for 4 hours and i finally fell asleep at 3:30 A.M. and woke up at five feeling better but so disoriented. I thought it was all a dream but i knew better then that. Even the next day and still somewhat right now if i don't concentrate or i lose focus.One thing that was freaky was the next day when i was at work i thought i was in my own hell and kept thinking that i had died the night before. All the noise and distractions made everything so uncomfortable i thought i was going to faint. I still feel funny now because of the weed and maybe i will feel that way until its all out of my system that i don't know i hope this feeling goes away cause it just comes and goes through out the day but its only been like 4 days since that happened. But in my opinion i finally know why weed is illegal almost everywhere and that is because of stuff that can happen like what happened to me. imagine if i had been driving home that night i could of killed someone or many people and i'm thankful i was just close to home. I dont think weed is anywhere worth going through stuff like that just to keep pain relief i just couldn't do it.
Lifeguard16 Lifeguard16
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22 Responses Jul 15, 2010

HOLY **** THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENED TO ME

The part where it felt like it would go on forever was the worst, was it like that for anyone else? Like i would of course maybe wake up the next day, but i would be stuck in hell for FOREVER and then wake up and forget about it

Yes.. I experienced this last night. And these posts are the very thing that 100% brought me back to reality. Im still just out of it today, but I can calm myself down atleast. I couldnt last night. The only thing that kept me afloat was that I said, "if nothing harms me physically.. This isn't reality". And nothing happened to me. But I am totally done smoking.

How long did it last?

My experience with weed is very similar but worse. I smoked all the time as much as I wanted when I was like 15. But now at 20, I can't even take 2 hits or even 1 good big hit. I always convince myself to try it again because I love being stoned but everytime my heart starts beating rapidly immediately and I start panicking. It just gets worse and worse. My main panic is judging whether I'm real or not and if I even exist. I brought friend Derrick over and we smoked in my backyard, and after 2 hits I immediately knew this was going to be bad so I told him to go home. So when he went home I immediately got in the shower and I thought it was gone. It came back, so i ran outside in my underwear and ran all around and then finally came back inside panicking to my mom that im not okay. It finally went away after about 2 hours. About 2 weeks later, I smoked again and same thing happened. Only this time, I smashed my Samsung Galaxy 4 on the street because I ran around panicking. (Lost my town hall 8 Village on Clash of clans because I had to buy a new phone which sucked.) But I have 2 suggestions for why this happens. #1: it could possibly be that a lot of weed is laced with **** like synthetic weed and the people we smoke with don't even know it because they smoke all the ******* time so they've built up a tolerance. Maybe not just alot of it. #2: could be that some people just can't smoke. Me, I think my problem was that my anxiety has grown more and more over the years so I panic about the smallest **** as I get older. As soon as my heart starts to flutter a little but from the weed, I freak out insanely but it was not that way years ago.

Introduction
I too had the experience of hearing voices when I smoke cannabis. These experiences started happening a couple of years ago. I have smoked weed for about 4 years continuously before I started to hear these voices. At first I thought I was being watched and people were psychically (telepathically) speaking to me and I was very paranoid. These voices fooled me into thinking that they were voices were from my neighborhood and that people did not condone the fact that I was smoking weed. But later as these experiences continue to occur (these voices never ever ceased after they started) I realized that theses voice could not have been the cause of some mental illness like schizophrenia like doctors or other try to diagnose me with. These voices have a negative energy to them and would degrade me, manipulate me, and feed me lies – I will give you examples later on. After living with these voices for some time, I realize the nature of these voices and what they wanted to do to me. I would like to share my experiences with others that are experiencing this occurrence.
I thought for a while that I was the only one experiencing something like this after smoking marijuana but after googling “I hear voices when I smoke week” I notice others experiencing this phenomena. This was totally mind-blowing. The voices I hear are not coming from within, I figured this out early on. I came about this deduction since I can speak Vietnamese, since it’s my native tongue, however these voices that are infiltrating my mind could not speak Vietnamese or understand it. Also these voices total about 10 different entities (I can’t tell the exact number but this is the approximate number) all with different vocabulary, personality, and logic. This did not make any sense to me, I was hearing all these different voices and they did not seem to be coming from me so where??? My family started to notice how I am in constant battle with these voices and so I went to see the doctor to figure out what was going on with me. The doctors honestly did not have a real answer for me, they all said that I have schizophrenia. So I did my research into schizophrenia to see if I did have the right diagnose. After viewing a few YouTube videos on what people experience while having schizophrenia episodes and reading up on schizophrenia online through medical websites it did not compare to my own experiences and to that of others who posted online. I realized what I had was not schizophrenia. So my journey began.
The Cause/Trigger
I often times asked myself why this happening to me. What did I do to deserve this treatment? I figured out what was happening over time and this is what I figured out. The trigger for the voices is because of smoking/consuming Cannabis. Somehow the activity of smoking/consuming cannabis on the regular changes the chemistry of your brain. This allows for your mind to be vulnerable for invaders to attack your mind telepathically. By smoking/consuming cannabis over a long period of time – a period long enough to change the brain chemistry and affect your energy levels (vibrations/aura) for these invaders to attack your mind. So those who smoke for recreation may have not experience hearing these voices and often times dismiss them as paranoia and associate paranoia as cannabis side effect. These voices are a separate phenomenon from what we consider paranoia, I will explain this in more detail later in the next section.
I came to realize this fact by my own experiences, let me explain. I smoked weed for 4+ years, this changed my brain chemistry. I started to hear these voice constantly once they started. These voices did not speak to me right upon their arrival into my mind but laid dormant in the back of my mind in the silent observing my life and seeing how I live. Then these voices set a strategy together before they began any form of communication with me, this was probably 2 weeks upon arrival before they started to communicate with me. These voices will be explained more in the next section as to origin and other background information. After living with these voices for months, my family took me to see a doctor for treatment. As mentioned before the doctor diagnose me with schizophrenia and prescribe me mediation. The doctor prescribed me with Zyprexa. After taking medication for about 2 weeks to a month, my voices disappeared. But if I would smoke marijuana again these voices would return. So based on experimentation, I came to understand it was because of my brain chemistry that these voices came to find me. Zyprexa worked specifically for my brain chemistry but I cannot guarantee that Zyprexa will work for you. I tried other medication and Zyprexa is the only one that work for me. So depending on your brain chemistry, a different medication may work better for you.
But there is also the case that medication will not work. If this is the cause continue to read this entire message for the answers you seek to stop or help keep these voices under control. But what are these voices? That’s the true mystery, I will try to lead you a better understanding in the next section. Please continue to read on.
Unknown Forces
So where are these voices coming from? What are these voices? Who are these voices? Hopefully I can shed some light on this matter for you, please read on. One of the first questions I asked when I began hearing voices is are these voices coming from me? Am I a psychic? Here’s what I found out. As mentioned in my intro, I am Vietnamese/American so I can speak and understand English and Vietnamese. When speaking to these voices I realize that these voices could not read or understand Vietnamese so by default I knew these voices did not come from me. So the only reasoning left is that these voice from coming from an outside force. The next question I posed was am I psychic? I personally thought I was hearing the voices of neighbors that lived nearby. So I began to communicate with these voices over time trying to understand how all this was happening to me. I was naïve at this time and I opened up easily to these voices without questioning their origin, since I believe they were my neighbors. This proved to be a mistake. These voices were not my neighbors but impersonated as my neighbors to manipulate me. First thing on their agenda was to make me feel ashamed of my smoking of marijuana and personal flaws to degrade my position as a human being causing me to think lowly of myself and my actions. Also causing me to doubt myself in other ways and overtime reducing confidence in myself altogether until it reached a new low. They will continue to attack all aspects of my life constantly hounding and taunting me throughout the day and the night. This will happen for months non-stop. They will entrap me in situations where it seems like my only options are life and death. I have called cops over to home before because I was suspecting that these voices were going after me to kill me. These voices created elaborate schemes to put in a state of stress and not allow you to rest to weaken your mental state so they can conquer your mind. I figured out that ultimately these voices main objective is to weaken my mind so that I will be subject to their will. This is basically mind-control and after this goal is reached, you will nothing more than a slave to these voices.
So what are these voices and what are their intentions?
After encounters and encounters and 100s of battles with these voices I began to formulate an ideal of what they are. They are negative entities and energies. This is how I view it, I did not invite these voices into my head, they invaded my mind without asking permission so basically I have evil spirits invading my mind (I count about 10 spirits occupying my mind at any the peak of battle with rotating spirit visitors). For all intents and purposes, I consider these voices to be evil spirits that are invading my personal space (mind). These evil spirits can see what you’re doing at all times, hear your surroundings, they can read your thoughts and see images from your thoughts. They use this data collected from you to plot evil schemes against you for their enjoyment. They’re agenda is ultimately to weaken your mind with negative thoughts and energy by constantly bombarding you, then they will try control your mind by manipulation to do their bidding or lead you to fatal situations. These evil spirits use any evil/negative tactics available to them in their arsenal from infliction of fear, lies, to fabrications of false realities, to others forms of deceit. Using the infliction of fear is their trump card. They will use fear in any which way to control you and then cement your fear in with layers of lies and false realities to hold in suspense. They cannot speak the truth. They spend all day coming up with new schemes to trick their hosts into putting their trusts into them. This is what they do day in and night out until they finally find something that works on you. Then once they find that angle they will continue to take on a ride with further stories, lies, delusion to keep entrapped in that reality. You have now enter into their world where they are they masters and control all variables of events in this altered reality. They keep you in state of fears and stress, filling you up with negative energy. They do not feel guilty. They grow in false pride making them into a more negative being. They grow by feeding off energy from you. They are taking away your positive energy, this is reason you feel depleted with energy when you deal with them for long periods of time. I call these exchanges between these evil spirits and the host, battles. I will explain how conduct battles later on.
Who are these voices?
This is the grey area. These voices claim that they cannot tell you their identity. This is a moot point for these voices. The truth is they do not want to reveal their identity so that can hide their intentions. Because once you realize they are evil spirits they can realize their goals of dominating your mind. Over time I realized it was really not important to know who they really are but they want to do to you. All the lies and deceit they throw at you is hide the fact they really don’t have any power over you. You have all the power in your court from the beginning and they are slowly trying to divert power from you over time to weaken your stance. So how do you keep your control/power them? From the previous paragraph, I explained their intentions and their strategy, so by knowing these simple truths all you really have to keep your sanity and control is not to hand over any once of power to these evil spirits. They will not give up so easily and will continue to haunt you but you must remain strong remember what their real intentions and that they want control over you.
Battles
These evil spirit’s weapon of choice is the battle. Within these battles they slowly attempt to build dominance over you, that’s if you allow them to. In my experience, I found out early on that their intention was to destroy me, and I mean to literally destroy me. They took away everything from me and left me in a state of fear and stress. I even lost my job as a result. But after I realized what was happening to me, I came to the understanding that all this happening to me was because I had put misplaced trust with these evil spirits by believing in their lies and deceit. After this realization, the solution was pretty simple, the solution was to take back my trust from them. Once I did this they did not have any power over me and from that point on. However they continue battle me back and forth with me to try to penetrate my defenses and establish a stronghold on me. Fortunately by knowing the simple truth that this is a battle for my mind, I was able to win many battles and remained undefeated, I now consider these evil spirits as just noise. The secret to winning battles is to use divine logic (divine logic is positive reasoning) or truth. Evil spirits cannot overturn the truth, they must accept the truth if you present it. Once you are able to reveal with the divine logic and truth that is missing from their argument during these battles, they will have to accept that you won that battle. Once their negative logic is overturn by your positive logic, they call this a “Debunk”. Be aware, these evil spirits can read your thoughts and know what you’re thinking even before you speak. If you are able to imagine a blank canvas in your mind you can withhold your thoughts from these evil spirits. These evil spirits often times use this power to see your thoughts to come up with schemes on the fly based on where your thoughts are headed during these battles or even off the battlefield. However if you attempt battle using negative tactics as these evil spirits do, the evil spirits will know this and will use this against you. This is mind warfare so I would to help prepare your mental state for battle, please read on.
Mindset for Battles
What kind of mindset must you have when you are in battles with these evil spirits? The battlefield is your mind. In your mind you have all the power and all the creativity that you need to defeat these evil spirits in battle. If you still have not taken back your control, then take it back now. In order to take back the control all you have to do is realize you never lost any power to begin with and it all will automatically come back to you, that’s the power of realizing the truth of what this battle is for, this is a battle for your mind. Once you do that, the battle will start fresh again.
Over time from battling back and forth, I was able to gain my control back and I repositioned myself as the God of my Mind. I have given myself the powers needed from this God position to overturn any battles into my favor by altering any variables necessary to make my win a sure win. I will give an example of this: As God of my mind, I have imprison these evil spirits in a Hell I created in my mind. These is where I house the evil spirits in my mind. My imagining it this way you have the highest possible position to do the most harm to any threat. How does this work? If I am the God of my mind, and these evil spirits are my captives in my Hell, then you have to ask how can a mere evil spirit do anything to a God. Evil spirits have no body and cannot do you harm so their power to inflict fear upon you has no effect. In this realty you can use any power available to you and alter realty, environment, time, and space to your choosing that will most benefit you to a victory. Most importantly when in battle and your enemy is trying bring any angles to you that you do not want to entertain you can say I am God of my mind and I take out that angle and they have no power to reject. This is because you have 100% control of your mind. They know this and they will desperately play by your rules in order to have chance to win over your mind even if they can’t win they will try.
Repeat these words if ever you feel like you given them some of your control:
“I have 100% control of my mind and soul, and I totally believe that is the truth, no force can take control of my mind. I will not allow it. I will not fall for any lies, delusions or any malicious attempts against my mind and soul. If I had lost any power I now want it back. I have 100% control of my mind and soul.”
This is just a script, you can alter it however you deem worthy just as long as you keep the key elements intact:
1. I have 100% control of my mind and soul.
2. No attacks against me can hurt me or hold me in their trance.
3. I never lost any power so I take it back
4. I have no fear.
5. The evils spirits have no attachment to me.

And always remember to remain strong.

Everything you explained in your story happened to me, i just kept asking please let me come out of this okay and i will turn my life around and i did come out but it was not okay the next day i didn't believe that this was reality i thought exactly what you said i thought i died that night and i was just in some twisted dream or nightmare, but i only have one question did your mind ever go back to normal did yo ever feel the same?

I had that same exact experience man, I know how you feel.

hahahahaha what a facking loser

I went thru something like that as well and no it won't go away unfortunately

SWIM had a very bad experience doing weed recently. They were in a foreign country and were offered a spliff by some locals he had just made friends with, and obviously he accepted. He had done it a few times before but never this much as he had the whole joint. He started to feel reall good but gradually got worse and worse. When he realised what was happening he told his friend who was sitting next to him to help him. When he got back to his room he couldn't remember where he was and his heart was racing ridiculously fast. The strangest thing was whenever he imagine that somewhere in his body hurt, it did. The most painful one where he imagined he had dislocated his shoulder and the pain became unbearable.. He felt very isolated, as if the room he was in was the only place in the world. Literally he thought he was genuinely going to die. When he woke up he still felt unbelievably high but was a bit better off. The worst part of all of it was when it hit him, like it started getting worse and worse and he thought it wouldn't stop and he's pass out or something. Also, during all of this his mouth was incredibly dry it hurt. He said that the weed was a really dark color.. personally I think it was laced with something.. any ideas?? Thanks.

Well, it was laced. A true spliff is half weed half tobacco. Weed is a depressant and tobacco is a stimulant. Having tat combination when you don't know of or are not fully familiar of the effects can REALLY **** you up (as you saw with SWIY, unfortunately) Weed, being a depressant, makes your short-term memory take a vacation. Tobacco, a stimulant, makes your thoughts race like crazy. Adding paranoia to that mix, and you have a perfect set up for the crazies. The mind is a very powerful tool and can make anything seem real, even without the influence of drugs. However, drugs such as weed take us out of our reality and deep into our minds where anything can manifest.
Personally, I like weed. But it isn't for everyone. And it isn't for ANYONE who has not prepared themselves with lots of research and first-hand experiences from people who've had good and bad experiences.
I hope that your friend is better now :)
P.S. Dry-mouth from weed is normal. Always always always have a bottle of water or two near by when you or someone else is smoking weed (or any type of mind-altering substance, for that matter).

I had a horrendous and life changing experience smoking weed. I was in Amsterdam on a weekend trip with some friends and we thought as we was in Amsterdam we had to experience the weed a little. My friends smoke weed on a daily basis but I've never really been into it, although I had tried it a couple of times prior to the trip to Amsterdam and always had good effects like laughing etc. So one afternoon we went into a coffeeshop and bought some to smoke. We all sat down and started smoking. I took 3 hits of a joint and I actually thought to myself at that point that I didn't feel any different, suddenly boom! I could hear a quiet buzzing sound coming from my head and my vision became like tunnel vision. At this point I really began to panic but kept it inside to not scare my friends. I told my friends I was going to going to sit on a table near the door to get some air and as I was walking to the table my vision became totally blurry and I felt incredibly drowsy and tired. By now I was really panicking my heart was beating insanely fast and I thought I was going to die. The drowsiness was getting worse as I sat on the table and one of my friends came over to see if I was ok. I then started sweating really badly and I couldn't speak properly. This is the last thing I remember until I was woken up outside of the coffeeshop. I woke up and saw my friend begging me to wake up, they look frightened. Initially I didn't recognize my friend and where I was so I started to panic. They reassured me and calmed me down but I still couldn't speak without slurring and I couldn't move my neck, I then thought for some stupid reason that I was disabled. I had also urinated myself during the blackout. My friends said my eyes rolled back when I was unconscious. It was an awful experience. I am totally fine now but I am never messing with cannabis again.

Your experiance was like mine .it all sarted one morning. I called my homeboy to walk to go with me. I tried weed a couple times. And he siad lets g get my other friend so when we picked him up he had weed and he siad was regie and i took about 4 big hits m other friends took more hits then me and i felt high and i was about o cross the street to go yo school high but then i put onv earphone and started looking around and everything looked weird slow motion or something like that i felt my heart beat and it was super fast i thought i was ganna get a heart attack. I walked more and i felt like i was leaving my body my friemds looked at me and laughed cause they thought was having a good time i stopped and siad guys this isnt normal my friends quickly stopped laghing. And siad whats rong and i siad i cant go to school i wanna go home i started to walk and i felt like i was leaving my body my chest got super cold from the inside and my heart was super fast i was so scared i told my friends take me home cause my. house was far away i was talkimg real fast i could not even left my arm im 13 so my mom will ****** get pist for trying weed soo i wassuper scared had no idea wha. To do my friend had no idea what to do then my friend siad call your uncle and i called him i could berly pick up the phone i told him i was tripping he. picked me up and when the truck would move i would feel like i was falling. I tried going to sleep but all i could hear was my heart i slrpt for a little bit and went back to school after that. I later in the day i went to the mall and started hearing all the people talk from everywhere i felt like fainting. And then my heart started voing super fast again like in the morning i felt like i was leaving my body my throet super dry. I told my mom and now when im in school i feel that same thing over and over and have to call my mom to pick me up i really i have real bad anxity and seek help plz reply thanks for reading may god help us all.

hey, are you doing better now?

My bad experience with weed was about 2 years ago I was 16 and I had used weed months back because I had severe diarrhea and migraine and my cousin said it would help and it did instantly but then I got my first bad trip I took a huge bong rip and A few seconds later I was like holy **** I'm so high I was in a creek area following my friend and I felt like if I lost him out of sight I was going to be lost forever it was funny but horrible at the time on the ride back i was telling everyone that I was dying it was so ****** fast forward a couple months my friend and I smoked a blunt had a fun time but the next day I got this dream like state where I felt that life was fake and I had extreme paranoia where I didn't even go out my house in class I would trip out and run outside the classroom it was the worst and this lasted for about 4 months I felt like dying would end it but that was obviously a stupid thought so I just rode it out I still have this dream like state but not nearly as strong it and it taught me a lot of good skills on how to control the panic attacks i thought I had schitzophernia at one point ha ha but it's just your brain ******* with you we have to have control over our minds if not you will go insane it's hard at first but you kind have to "man up" so to speak and if you feel like weed isn't for you then it's chill don't do it especially if your trying to fit in that's dumb I am considering trying it again but this time with a different approach now that I'm older and more conscious of what to do if I trip out but I'm thinking twice because my experience was so ****** I think I might have DP/DR but who knows our minds can do incredible things and make you believe you have something when you are fine

Tonight I gotten super high with just a joint usually I pull bongs or add spinners(tobacco to make it weaker) but I don't smoke cigarette so I decided to only smoke weed and only from joints cause they weaker but I had friends told me this stuff is strong so I decided to smoke it, on my way to get food when I was walking home I started looking at cars...then all sudden a car was moving really slow...like not just slow it was moving like in the movies really super slow...then I was like wtf...just keep walking home then I decided to eat...I was eating really quickly cause I was getting the munchies then later on I felt like a piece of meat or something stuck in my throat then I couldnt breath....omg...I started panicking then i called an ambulance to come pick me up I told them I smoked weed and yeah and omg...it was the worst thing I could ever do in my life...after i told them they started to try trip me out....then they decided to drive me to the hospital ...driving really fast...we drived the wrong way no right turn and the driver said to me "want to see right turn watch" then we drove over the speed bump omg...then when we got to the hospital the driver kept acting like an idiot to try to trip me out omg...he kept running into doors and saying "thats the 3rd time this week" omg...then he was wearing the measuring cup on his eyes...and then he did something to my blood pressure pump....it usually goes up ..then down this one didnt...it went up...and up and up till it pop =_= then he farted so many time omg..=_=and then I saw the doctors...he told me I ate too fast....and basically i accidently poked or ripped a bit of flesh thats all..wow =_= I felt like an idiot that tonight =_=

I've definitely had a similar experience only I used to smoke weed everyday for over 2 years, I then stopped an only smoked it occasionally. I then smoked it a few days after christmas (2013) and that's when I tripped balls. I was convinced I was dying, I was convinced I understood everything about life and consciousness, how everything worked. I have smoke a tinnnnny amount of weed now twice, the first time I didn't have enough to feel anything, and the second time I felt it for 15/20 minutes. I still to this day (7months later) dont feel normal. If I concentrate too much or don't know what to think about I feel he panic and terror come back. I read someone else's story who experienced the same thing, he went to the hospital during his experience and they told him it wasn't laced at all, and that he was experiencing 'a psychosis skitzophrenic episode' and that some people have the gene in them and a certain amount of drugs can trigger it. I was hearing alien like voices in my head, the only Time I was happy during this experience was when I felt like I was on a tv show. And everything was beautiful, that lasted about a minute though. Then shortly after I couldn't stop vomiting. I used to love chilling out on weed, It was my favourite thing in life. Now it makes me sick to my stomach, I'm sad I had a bad experience, I wish I could be the same again, but I know I never will be. Please people. Be careful. Once it happens you can't go back.

I used to smoke every single day too and I have always had an anxiety issue, weed at first would chill me out, then I would get paranoid that my friends didn't like me. I should have stopped then, but I kept smoking and it wasn't until a year later that I had a complete mental breakdown.. I thought people from work were following me trying to kill me, I sat in parking lots recording license plates and I thought I was like some sacrifice to the universe it was very strange. & I would do this SOBER, it was after affect from weed.

At one point, I also thought my entire family as well as the world was taken over by aliens or demons or something not human, but everyone still looked the same, they had their minds abducted like the movie the Host if you ever saw that.

It was very scary, I had a complete psychosis, and to this day I still get paranoid but now I can dismiss it like you are ******* crazy right now lol that is impossible, but at the time it feels very real, especially high.

I WILL NEVER SMOKE WEED AGAIN, it's been about a year and a half since I last smoked.

so here i am, its been a whole year since my crazy experience, 6 months after my terrifying experience i still didnt feel right, i kept making mistakes in work and just couldnt concentrate on anything and kept drifting off into that crazy trip. so i decided to talk to my loved ones about it and made the decision to see a psychologist! (BEST THING IVE EVER DONE!!) i told psychologist everything, from how i was feeling to my crazy trip. he diagnosed me with social anxiety, thats been slowly building in me my whole life, smoking week just made it worse, so basically all the symptons i had are everything to do with a really really bad anxiety attack. he taught me cognitive behavioural therapy and how to help myself doing mindful meditation ( which i didnt like but it did help) and taught me to accept my anxiety and just pay it no mind and let it go. it helped so much. i still from time to time go back to that horrible feeling but now i know what it is i have accepted it, i atleast now know im not crazy.
i've tried a small amount of weed on the odd ocassion since seeing the psychologist and was fine, usually i was drinking while doing it (which i could never do before) but i took it slow (one drink, few draws of a joint, another drink, some more joint),but then it took its toll. i got too comfertable with it and started to try smoke it again regularly. i had a mini version of my trip but thankfully was with my partner who also suffers from anxiety and talked me out of it and reminded me to breath and to let it go, i dont think i will ever smoke it again. but im glad i now know what that horrible experince was!

Yea man like a few other people said, your weed was laced. My one friend got weed laced with PCP and was screwed up and couldn't do anything. I would put money down saying you had laced weed.

ughhh I had a very similar experience last night, it felt like being in a comic book and just shifting through the slides constantly, I too was sure i had become mental and I kept thinking about how if this doesnt go away in 20 minutes I'm going to kill myself, the thing is time goes by so damn slowley, minutes actually feel like hours, It's scary thinking theres people after you, you cant even finish a sentance because you forget what you were saying 10 seconds ago, I had a sandwich and i kept thinking i was smearing it all over myself but I wasnt, I was even crying cause I thought i was in hell and that God hated me, I too now understand why it is illegal , Idk how people can advocate it when reactions like the one I experianced are possible, there was nothing nice about this experiance I thought I was dead and time was going backwards, looking at lights is weird too, If i had driven there is no way I wouldve been able to control my car because I didnt even think anything was real, the world around me at that point was non existant we were just gong through different parrallel universes, now is the next morning and i feel like ****, but thankfully its not even near what I felt last night

How long did it last until you felt 100% better

ughhh I had a very similar experience last night, it felt like being in a comic book and just shifting through the slides constantly, I too was sure i had become mental and I kept thinking about how if this doesnt go away in 20 minutes I'm going to kill myself, the thing is time goes by so damn slowley, minutes actually feel like hours, It's scary thinking theres people after you, you cant even finish a sentance because you forget what you were saying 10 seconds ago, I had a sandwich and i kept thinking i was smearing it all over myself but I wasnt, I was even crying cause I thought i was in hell and that God hated me, I too now understand why it is illegal , Idk how people can advocate it when reactions like the one I experianced are possible, there was nothing nice about this experiance I thought I was dead and time was going backwards, looking at lights is weird too, If i had driven there is no way I wouldve been able to control my car because I didnt even think anything was real, the world around me at that point was non existant we were just gong through different parrallel universes, now is the next morning and i feel like ****, but thankfully its not even near what I felt last night

ughhh I had a very similar experience last night, it felt like being in a comic book and just shifting through the slides constantly, I too was sure i had become mental and I kept thinking about how if this doesnt go away in 20 minutes I'm going to kill myself, the thing is time goes by so damn slowley, minutes actually feel like hours, It's scary thinking theres people after you, you cant even finish a sentance because you forget what you were saying 10 seconds ago, I had a sandwich and i kept thinking i was smearing it all over myself but I wasnt, I was even crying cause I thought i was in hell and that God hated me, I too now understand why it is illegal , Idk how people can advocate it when reactions like the one I experianced are possible, there was nothing nice about this experiance I thought I was dead and time was going backwards, looking at lights is weird too, If i had driven there is no way I wouldve been able to control my car because I didnt even think anything was real, the world around me at that point was non existant we were just gong through different parrallel universes, now is the next morning and i feel like ****, but thankfully its not even near what I felt last night

Hey Guys,<br />
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I don't know where a site that I can post my worst weed experience, so I'm gonna post it here.<br />
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Well it started off with me and my friend talking about buying weed from this chick who we knew that sold weed and stuff. My friend was leaving to Sydney in a couple of ays so we thought we might try it out. Alright we bought the weed from her and she had a boyfriend who had pot and every accessory. Obviously I didnt want to try it out there because of the feeling that he would beat us or something, but we went with it. After I fully smoked a joint, I started to cough because of the smoke in my lungs and he told us that its an easier way to get the little star things that are on the leaves of the marijuana, so I started coughing more. After like about 10 minutes I was just like "doinng" and started to smile, but the biggest possible smile ever, and I couldnt stop it. he rolled us 5 joints and than we took off.<br />
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We were right next to a huge road, and cars were going really fast, when we headed home something pulled me to the right side of the road. I kept always going into the fence, and I let myself because I thougt it was fun. We went to our school because we wanted to smoke a joint each so we did. I said to my friend: "We are in cuba bithes". AFter we smoked the joints I stood up and something in my leg just told me to walk away, and I told my friend (Ali) to tell me to come back. He said: "come back" and somehow i just turned around so fast and walked straight to him, but as he looked away I kept on walking away from him. (I still had a control of "mind" over myelf so I knew what I was doing but but there was a "firewall" between my mind an my body meaning fr example: My mind told me body to look left and I looked right, so there was something there ahahahaah. When we were walking home.<br />
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When we started to walk to his house which was like2 minutes away from school I literally didnt remeber 5 seconds of walking to the main road. and than it started to kick in. It was like you know guys in the HollyWood Movies how theres the bad guy with a gun and the good just needs to jump out of the window and yo like literally scream at the Hero to jump put. It was that kind of feeling. And I always kept on going from the "HollyWood Movie" to reality, and I know it sounds strange Bu I thought it was cool how it happened. It went by la<x>yer-by-la<x>yer every 5 seconds to reality and to the Hollywood Movie thing. I just kept on saying to myself I would give eerything just to have back the same feeling of "life" that I had efore.....It was really bad, and my heart rate was like 4 beats per second. ANd I also was lucky because we srtayed up the whole entire day the day vbefore so I did have a sleep.. And my head hurt like hell every 5 seconds...<br />
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Hope you read this.

Really.... weird cause I have smoked weed all my life and had very few bad experiences with it but I have heard from many people that it doesn`t agree with them either. I do concur that a very plausible explanation for your negative reaction could be the possibility the weed you smoked was laced. A few years ago I had an episode were I felt I was having a panic attack but that could have also been the batch of weed because I didn`t have it before or after that one time... laced or dipped weed can give you any manner of symptoms <br />
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You could also have a physical allergy to weed as well; either way I would avoid it if I were you because from your desc<x>ription it seems like you may have been exposed to some sort of hallucinogen or had a very bad adverse reaction to it

I get the same exact feeling when i smoke and it sucks. i keep trying it but it just makes me so parenoid that my heart starts pounding and i lose control of myself. its good to know im not the only person this happens to.

Your weed was probably laced with something else..

Yes! exactly .. that happened to me everytime i tried weed,, so I understand 100%. Im the ultimate weed hater!