It may have been laced with someting, usually PCP or even coke. Try some LSD or mushrooms, that is much better. I am about to do LSD right now for new years, yay!

THE SAME thing happened to me and my friend...ye i dont think weed can do that to you but we think it happened coz it was laced.

It's either laced, or you're getting anxiety about something. It sounds like you're describing an anxiety attack. You used to smoke all the time, so you're used to having a high tolerance to smoking pot, and you have certain expectations of what it will feel like for you.

You're getting a strange reaction because the pot is a lot stronger since you don't have a tolerance. Also, it makes people paranoid. Basically, the most likely situation is that the pot is acting as a stimulant on you, which gets you excited and gets your heart going. That, combined with the paranoia makes you worry about how fast your heart is beating, then you get more excited and more paranoid, etc. It's normal after you've gone a long time without smoking.

Also, you stopped hanging out with those guys for a long time, so you're not as comfortable with them anymore, thus making you nervous when you're getting high. Pot has a tendency to amplify however you would be feeling if you didn't smoke. Maybe you're feeling guilty about smoking.

It's very normal. Just have a drink (water, beer, whatever) maybe a cigarette if that's your thing and chill out. Also, put some good music on. Take advantage of your nervousness, because it's getting you higher, and everything will be trippy and fun.

Also, there is the possibility that it's laced, which could be very bad. Make sure it's not laced.


Ok, enough of my rambling.

keep away from the joints. They are going to ruin your life

I have had weird reactions to pot that I know has not been laced. Visuals, time moving the wrong direction, not being able to speak or understand language, despair, hopelessness, and feelings of worthlessness. I have experienced Tachycardia myself a few times. I find it is best to relax and try focusing on something else.
If you want, try small doses in a comfortable setting with a few people you know. If in the end you don't enjoy it anymore, stop doing it.

yes happend to me its called a panic attack THC can produce anxiety and paranioa in some poeople like me i used to love smoking weed but now its shit dont bother smoking it if its become a chore. just get pissed instead

Its a drug you idiot!!

Very odd, Ive been smoking for a little over a year now , and not that regular bullshit , straight up FIRE Chronic all the time , ive even smoke 30 blunts in 2 days before on vacation, wierd thing is , 2 nights ago i got HIGH as fook off the bong and i started thinking about this pain in my elbow and started feeling really wierd and i feel like i was goin to black out , then last nite , i smoked 2 blunts of some fire , 20 minutes later i started feeling very strange like inside my my entire system was pulsing or something i decided to go to my friends house. I get there like 2 minutes later and i notice my legs are shaking and my hands , i go upstairs and sit down and i can tell something is very wrong at this point , my heart was racing and whole body was trembling , after 20 minutes of being like this i called Fire Rescue and they came out and told me i had a Nervous Attack of some sort , and told me to quit smoking pot (lol) its just wierd cause nothing like this has ever happened and i am a daily smoker :

if you were a habitual smoker, and you give it up for a while your system cleans out. then you try it again and you still still take hits like a habitual smoker, and you still think of the limits you had as a habitual smoker. you're not now. your body is shocked as hell. work your way back into it gently.

I did weed like 4 times in 2 years, but now that I can buy my own I basicly roll my own joints every day, and smoke them. I've experienced a similar problem like you did; I tried to go to sleep when I was stoned but my heart was beating so fast for like an hour that I thaught I was gonna die in my bed. It was from then on that I started measuring the amount of hash I need to put in my joints in order to get "JUST" high. And so I noolonger have that problem.

this has happened to me loads of times thats why i stopped smoking it. i have been laced with coke, meth and purple hayz, so yeah you could have been laced.

tweakin

It all depend's, man - the strain, strength, etc of the pot, whether it was laced w/ something or pure, how long it's been since you last smoked it & the state of mind you're in when you smoke-up.

I know w/ me, I usually get it off diff' ppl everytime I get it & it always varies...and also yeah, if I'm more relaxed b4 I smoke, it's alway's better. If you're really stressed & have a lot on your mind, sometime's your heart-rate can be faster, doesn't matter what you're doing; it's just common-sense - stress/worry/anxiety speed's-up heart rate & obviously changes your mood, so I mean there's so many factor's to consider - also if it had been say 'month's' since you last smoked, it can be a stronger reaction. I wouldn't worry about it, similar shit has happened to me b4, but some of those factor's came-in - but usually if I'm relaxed I'm fine; so try to relax & not think about it too much...also check it b4 you smoke it, sometime's you can tell if it's laced or not. Not alway's obviously, but once in a while. Know your sources, I try to get off friend's when I can -better if you can, and just relax & ride the wind...you'll be fine :)!

Peace.

You feel guilty

I've had that happen to me twice out of a few dozen times of smoking out over like 10 years. (I'm not and never have been a regular pot smoker). The first time it scared the piss out of me cuz I thought I was dying. Found out later the shit was dusted with PCP. Most of the time when I've smoked it, nothing happens or I just feel kinda chill. The other night I got the disoriented, heart pounding, too hot, confused, time disorienting, couldn't understand language or speak. And I know where it came from and it wasn't dusted. The next day my friend told me it was just some DEEZ weed. (really fresh & good quality)
So basically, I don't really wanna smoke it ever again cuz I don't want to feel like that ever again. But my friend said that's happened to him before but it's ok if you are alone, watching a movie, or chillin with music. It's just freaky if you are in a room with people talking cuz you can't keep track.

You're a fucking idiot, stop smoking dumbass you'll kill yourself.

Cocaine was in your pot. I had that plenty, Its scary as shit. Trust your pot dealer, if you cant, then find someone who you know wont give you laced shit. or stop smoking.

OMG!! HAHA You probably just got really high and were trippin out man. You never smoked for a while thats why. The weirdest reaction ever, one time me and 2 friends were smoking up. and my buddy who always smoked up like his whole life and this never happend, was just sitting there and i was lookin at him and he kept like leaning against the wall and shaking and shit, i didn't know if i was just tripping out or what, but then he looked up and his whole face went GREEN and his eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he said ""HOLY SHIT BOYS! I can't see!"" and i laughed and said what!? and he's like ""I cant fuckin see man"" and we went out side to get fresh air for him but when we opened the door he was like """AAH THE FUCKING SUN BURNS MY EYES!"" so we closed it, he was freaking and We were tripping out and i kept looking at my other friend and we were both trying not to laugh at my friend who went blind cuz we were so high. we were like ""holy shit man haha"" and then we got him a drink of water an somthing to eat and went out side, we just stood there for like a half hour and his sight slowly came back haha! he's like ""oh there we go boys i can see again"" and i said to him ""SOME PRETTY GOOD FUCKIN SHIT OR WHAT SHAWN!"" haha that was fun.

I LOVE WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED

i had been smokin maybe twice a week for 6 months now and nothing bad happened. Then one night I was with a couple of buddies of mine and we were going to smoke some weed. We got some good movies, food, etc..

(oh yeah i was about to get strep throat to, so maybe that had something to do with the reaction i had)

The weed we got was Dro, i had never tried Dro. Were out in his hot tub and I took one hit and started coughing a lung up. About 2 minutes later i started feeling a pain in my chess. So i go inside and lay down on the couch. Then i notice my feet are twitching uncontrollable. An i had very very bad cotton mouth (dehydration i believe) so I try to ignore and watch "Dazed and Confused" haha, but i couldn't concentrate on it. So i go into the bathroom stumbling and look in the mirror. My eyes were buggin out. So i go tell me friends that my chest hurts, my heart beat is very high, and im having trouble breathing. So they go tell me to go lay in my friends bed. I do it and i start having migrans, and what i thought were past memories that i had when i was little. And cold sweats too.


about 4 minutes later my friends come in blazed as hell they had each taken like 8 hits, so i tell them that this is going to happen to them (nothing happened to them)


so my friends are sitting and im just tweaking out on the bed, i took my friends airsoft gun and put to my head(luckaly it was empty) then my friend decides to put The Doors (the end) not the best music to listen to while having a panic attack. I pleed with him not to play it and he decides to be nice and turns it off, my friend then tells me to try walking around get the blood flowing. So i do i walk twords the door and BAM i fall over passed out, (I STOPPED BREATHING) my friends go over to me slap me, poor water on my face, i thought he gave me mouth to mouth i dont think so though, He might have shotgunned air to me though. IDK.

i walk up go sit on the bed, poor water on my eyes cus they were incredably dry and try drinking water, but through it up. Then i start getting really weird, start crying but no tears come out, i thought my other buddy looked like the devil, i started praying to God asking him to forgive me and then i cant remember anything
else really. I guess i stopped breathing like 5 times in half and hour.


You know when someone gets shot and stats to die in movies in first person view, that what it looked like to me.


so finally my friend goes and tells his mom that something really really bad is happening to me and she calls my parents my dad comes helps me get through it, tells me im hyper ventilating and tells me to slow down my breathing.


then when i get home i go sit in a chair and tell my mom to ask me questions about the clock i am making in woods. To calm me down. It helped

then my dad videotapes me freaking out and shows it to me the next day





about 3 months later(i hadnt done anything in that time period) i go and chief with some other buddies and guess what they got "Dro" they pretty force me to take a hit, and like a retard i do it. but i was ready this time i had a paper bag, some bread, water, and i told them what to do if anything starts to happen to me.


the first hit feels great(god did i miss that feeling) but about 30 min later i have trouble breathing, so i go sit down grab the bag, water, and bread and watch tv

luckily i was able to concentrate on the tv. Thankgod my friends were inside and able to calm me down not like last time being alone and having a panic attack. i get through and i am never going to do "Dro" again, knowing now that is wasnt cus i was sick its the drug that fucks me up.


but i thinkin bout starten up again, but im gonna start with swhagg(i dont know how its spelled)

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Your a moron, you obviously know nothing about cannabis and the chemical THC. Educate yourself before you say stupid shit.

Well done. I am glad to see that there are some educated people in this world.

It wasn't laced, he was having an anxiety attack. THC after all is a psychedelic.

Your wrong. Smoking cannabis will not cause cancer. It isn't the tar that kills you, its the radiation in tobacco.

You see, tobacco is grown in high phosphate fertilizer. The soil in the earth naturally contains uranium, after all we are constantly being bathed in UV radiation from the sun (especially with the increased global warming). For some reason, unknown, the tobacco selectively leeches the uranium from the soil and decays in the tobacco, producing uranium's "daughters", Polonium 210 and Lead 210, highly radio active isotopes. So every time you take a drag from a cigarette you are dowsing your lungs in 0.04 curies of radiation.

A one and a half pack smoker in a year gets the equivalent of multiple thousand X-rays. So think about the radiation every time you want that nicotine.

this has happened to me but worse and twice. it happened on the last day of school last year i was laughing really hard with 2 of my friends and i said to both of them, "can you die from laughing?" and i passed out. i thought i had dies until the same situation happened again. and again. i dont remember walking home at all. i remember trying to sleep and my heart rate was way high that i couldnt. i wanted to die. i hated that feeling. i was in a hot tub and i was seeing te water like i was stuck in a gumby cartoon. it was blue and seemed like clay. everything came in and out of focus every like 30 seconds. and after 3 months, the other day i figured i would be fine because i havent smoked since then. but i wasnt. i was fine the first like 10 mins. but then i started to see shit again. and everything seemed like it was playing over and over again after i passed out. time seemed to slow down. and i couldnt go to bed til 5 that morning. and the wierd thing is that i only took 1 hit. and another wierd thing is that until i woke up this morning, i was still trippin balls. it really scares me so im giving up smokin for good. cause nothing could calm me down.

im really glad u posted this because that just happened to me last night and it was really embarassing because i hadnt smoked in about 6 month and that has never happpened to me before. Now my boyfriend thinks im an idiot so i'll have to show him this so he knows that it happens to a lot of people.

youre wrong about pot.any thing that enters your lungs as smoke,dust etc enough can cause cancer.pot does contain carcinogens.granted its not as bad as tobacco but NO kind of smoke in your lungs is harmless as for as cancer.

Where to begin.....

I started smoking weed in the summer of 1974, just as I graduated high school. It became a nightly habit, then, a couple of years later I was smoking it throughout the day. On the way to work I would take a few hits. As a teenager I had a job as a delivery driver. I would also smoke on the road. At lunch. On the way home and also at night with friends.

For TWENTY years I was smoking weed habitually. I was buzzed pretty well much throughout the whole day. Being high was my normal state.

Around fall of 1995 I was on the way home from a friends. It was late, about one o'clock in the morning. I was driving down a major highway. As usual, I took a few hits on a joint. Within a few minutes I began to feel very strange. It began to feel as if I were going to burst. That I was going to just wink out and die. I became quite terrified. I began to think about pulling over to flag someone down to get me to a hospital. After a few minutes it seemed to be subsiding. I finally made it home and felt much better.

At that point I thought I should lay off the weed for a couple of days. Then I smoked again and the same thing happened. So I quit for a couple of weeks. I smoked again but could feel the effect just about coming on. It was uncomfortable. Again, a few days later it happened again big time. That was it. I decided that I had to quit.

TWO YEARS LATER I am at a party and thought I would try smoking again. Just a couple of hits. I joined a couple of friends and took TWO hits. Within a couple of minutes the same feelings came on again. I had to leave the party to take a walk to calm down. Ten minutes later, after the feelings subsided I had a nice little buzz and everything was OK. I have not smoked since then. That was about ten years ago.

When this started happening to me way back, I searched the internet to find nothing to help me. I felt as if I were alone in this. Obviously they are panic attacks brought on by the weed. TODAY I find that I am not alone. This is becoming quite common.

From what I can find they have discovered that with SOME PEOPLE, marijuana lowers your trigger level for panic attacks. They also contribute it to more powerful marijuana that has been hybridized. The MJ of today is near eight times more potent than the weed of the eighties and early nineties.

POSTER, you are by no means alone. Stop smoking weed.

Also to others. Don't tell me that I was smoking "treated" weed. My sources were reliable and of the many times the panic attacks came on it was with different purchases and also with friends weed from other sources.

OMG!! this just happened to me last night....I was at a party with some people I've never met and this kid rolled up a joint which was supposed to be marijuana. after about 5 minutes i was feeling a high, but something else was creeping in and i could feel it. my heart rate began increasingly considerably, and i could hear and feel it. and everytime my heart pounded my entire body tensed up in a burning sensation and i would hear a high pitch ringing noise. I got scared so i stood up and asked the only friend i knew at that party to come talk to me. so i told him how i was feeling and said, "dude jesse, this ISNT marijuana. Im pretty sure this was laced with something else, because when I'm usually high im calm and relaxed, but this time my heart is racing so fast and i cant breathe and my whole body hurts." he was like, dude i think you're just paranoid about the weed, and then he asked me who i got it from and right as he said that the guy who rolled it up and handed it to me walked in. and i pointed at him. then he started coming over saying it was "just schwag" and there's nothing he could do about it. and i continued arguing with him for what seemed like 20 minutes but really was about 5, and evenentually decided to leave the party and go outside. by the time i got outside this condition had gotten considerably worse. I called my mother immediately and told her everything and that i need help NOW! i told her we needed paramedics immediately or else i feared i would go into some kind of cardiac arrest. she told me she'd come pick me up right now, and to hold on. i asked her why she didnt call an ambulance and she replied, "we can't afford it hun, im on my way!" so i waited patiently for her for about 10 minutes which again seemed FAR longer than 10 minutes. during this time my heart began beating at an increible rate and i could feel my whole body breaking down. by the time my mother arrived i was in serious condition and stumbled into her car. we drove to the hospital which again felt like forever, and i told her how sorry i was and how it wasnt supposed to be more than weed, and that i love her and i regret this so much and that i hope shes not too disappointed in me. pretty soon my whole vision because altered and everything was shade of orange and black and there was a creepy purplish aura around it. my mother kept telling me to hold on and i did. then everything turned into shades of black, i could barely see. when we pulled into the hospital parking lot my heart was so sporadic it felt like it was about to explode and all of that pounding was causing my body to burn in a terrible pain. something was terribly wrong and i rushed into the emergency room and yelled "I need help now!! Im going to die!" they all just stared at me and said, "look kid, if you're gonna get in you need to fill out this form. so i sat down and tried desperately to hang on while they were having me tell them my name, birth date, social, etc... then soon after a lady told me to enter the backroom with her and we talked back to this hospital bed surrounded with heart epuipment. they hooked me up to see how my heart was doing. it was at a constant level of 140 , at this time i was shaking uncontrollably and the ONLY thing running through my mind was how stupid i am, and how much i love my mom, my sister, and my best friend. they immediately hooked up iv's with some kind of relaxing medicine in it to calm my heart rate down. the doctor told me we need to wait for this to get out of your system, until then there's nothing we can do but give you these meds and calm you down. so they left and my mother entered the room and stayed by my side while i shook uncontrollably and my heart pulsated incredibly. she asked me how i was doing, and what it feels like. i told her, " this is the worst thing in the world, it feels literally like im dying...." we talked for awhile and my heart rate began slowing down to about 120, but once it slowed down i began tripping like crazy, weird creatures, dinosaurs, and little images from my childhood kept popping into my head and taking place of other normal images. the light above me began dripping and sinking closer and closer to me, and i told my mom what i saw. "this is the worst feeling in the world mom.....i am so sorry, and if i make it tonight i'll be so thankful, but if not....i love you so much!" and we cried and i continued having somewhat high heart rates and the burning sensation and bumping kept on. it was hours later that the doctor told my mom we could leave and that i'll be fine in the morning if i just go home and sleep. "we need the drug to wear off it self, there's nothing we can do." so my mom took me home and i passed out on the couch after telling her im sorry and that i loved her. and then just 20 minutes ago i woke up and looked this all up on google and came across this website, and read your originaly post, and decided to post. know that you're not the only one who's ever experienced this....it's horrible and the worst feeling you could EVER imagine!! im so ashamed of myself for smoking with somebody ive never smoked with before. it was the worst mistake of my life and i almost died. im going back into the doctor today to get checked out again. i am still scared out of my mind, although the heart beat has gone back down i can still feel a numbness and burning, and im really lightheaded as well. but i am soooooo thankful to be alive. please if somebody else has experience this, reply and let me know. thank you

Im not sure why this happens but it did happen to me years ago. Me and the lads smoked far too much and i went wrong -REALLY- wrong. It took about 6 months for me to recover. I dont remember much about the night itself, just that it was like no other drug i ever did before (and believe me, you name it, id most likely done it!) But for 6 months i was a paranoid wreck. I was convinced the world was going to end and i too kept telling my loved ones how much i loved them. I remember calling my mum at silly o'clock one morning and saying my goodbyes cos i thought armageddon was upon us. Take it from me dude - last night was a wake up call.
Leave the drugs out.

last night was DEFINITELY a wake up call for me....if there is a hell, that was it. i couldnt believe how horrible it was. my whole body was burning and numb and everything was closing in on me and my heart was pounding so hard.....i thought i was going to die. it was the worst thing in the world and i'll NEVER touch ANY substance again!! i just "recovered" about an hour ago, before that i was still feeling the drug. it took 18 hours before that hell passed.......please if ANYBODY knows any technical medical information on this, please let me know.

alright, well after i read that i got so scared, this happend to me but i didnt end up going to the hospital cause if i did i would have been killed by my parents, but a few days ago i was smoking a blunt and the first hit i took i felt so light headed and started coughing but i wasnt smart enough to stop and then i did it some more and then we left and went to some kids house, my body began to feel weak and numb i couldnt feel my toes or my fingertips. my head felt as if it was about to expload. i was sitting down and the people around me where talking i couldnt seem to concintrate on what they where saying i kept spacing out and i didnt know where i was i thought i was just in this big dream and i couldnt wake up. i started pinching myself trying to get out of the dream. after a while we left i couldnt walk straight i was so out of it when i talked i felt as if i wherent really talking. i felt like i was gunna puke and i wanted to die. i was shaking and thought about all these bad thoughts. i came home and i passed out and wanted to puke. i slept for 3 hours and the day after i couldnt remember a thing that happend.. i remembered it all as a big dream that never really came true. i felt light headed the day after and i was still spacing out. but its an awful feeling

well... if you used to smoke weed everyday, then you probably built up a tolerance to it, so you had to smoke more each time to get high... am I right in believing this? now you took a break for a while and your tolerance went down. if you tried to smoke the same amount you did when you were doing it every day then you just smoked too much and got paranoid. dont worry too much about it... it happens to the best of us. and while its not bad for you I wouldnt suggest smoking it every day. 1 that gets costly and 2. this will give people the idea (even more so) that its addicting.

Exact same thing happened to me. I had been smoking about twice a month and one night i was outside smoking with some guys and about 10 minutes into smoking it my heart started beating really fast and i felt really light headed. I sat in my car for trying to get my heart beat to calm down. My body was kind of twitching in random spots too. After three hours it finally settled down. I tried smoking again about a month later, same thing happened. A year later i tried again, same thing happened. Is this an allergic reaction to THC or what?

help guys, every time i smoke i shake, black out and have weird fucking hullicatnations. the first time i smoked i thought i broke my elbow anad had to be taken to the er at the hospital, while there the staff took me to some waiting room but i thought i was conviemced it they knew i was stoned, i got so paranoid i hullicanated a devil and a hooded death next to soom chick waiting near me. i dont know how but i knew she was gone to die soon. fucking scared the shit outta me. i yelled and backed outta the room. also when i smoke i get this weird feeling like my arms are spinning around but im not moving them. also, and this may sound wieird as fuck but i get the feeling that i dont wanna be around people i jus wanna be alone cuz i feel so weird. my heart goes a million miles an hour and this may seem weird but i get the snesationn that im pissing myself but im not!?!?!?!? WTF yes weird please laugh lol but does anyone eles get this!!??!?!?!?!


weed scares the shit outa me

i love it tho but im to scared to smoke. wtf is wrong with me@?@?@?@?

I began smoking about 8 months ago but became a heavy pot smoker about 2 months ago. Everything was fine and I was literally in love with weed. At one point, I was smoking weed 2-3 times a day. Then during the Christmas break, I smoked a blunt with my friends and after 15 minutes, my breathing slowed down a lot. I could see my heart beating from looking at my chest and my lungs felt like sponges. It was a horrible feeling and I thought I was about to pass out. Luckily, I was smart enough to go outside and get some fresh air. Most likely, I had a major panic attack. Afterwards I realized that I had taken over 20 hits. I look to take fewer hits in the future but I one thing I know is that panic attacks suck balls

Let's just say that I am NEVER going to smoke weed or any other substance EVER again. Two days ago, I was with a friend and I had nausea. So, my friend suggested that I (one who has never gotten high before) take a few drags off his joint. My friend is a chronic weed smoker and so I trusted that I wouldn't be smoking something crazy. I took a few drags, hoping that I was properly inhaling. Ultimately, I took about 7 drags. After about 5 or 6 minutes, I turned to him and asked, "Excuse me, am I still alive?" He said "What?" Again, I asked "Can you hear what I'm saying, Am I still alive?" He said, "yo baby, you're trippin!" He said, "you're high, just lay back and enjoy."

The sick part is that there was NO WAY IN HELL I could enjoy that. I felt disconnected from my body...like my soul was slowly being pulled out of my body. I thought that I was DYING. My heart was beating very fast and my breathing was very rapid. I was numb from the top of my head to the tip of my toes. It was a scary ass feeling! Then the weird part is that I KEPT getting high. Like 30 minutes later, I'd have another strong episode and that process continued maybe 7-8 times. I thought that I was never going to see my family and friends. Then I thought about how I had never confessed Jesus as my Lord. So, I confessed right there in that moment and prayed to God. I asked God to please let me live and to get me through this. I told God that I would NEVER smoke again, but if only he could get my mind right. I seriously thought that my mind was totally gone, never to return.

I was totally paranoid about EVERYTHING. I wanted to drive 150 miles to be with my mother just to tell her how much I love her and how sorry I am. I wanted my mom to hold and embrace me.

Now it's 2 days later, and I still feel the effects. Not as paranoid, but every now and then, I feel increased heart rate, distorted hearing, and feelings of worthlessness. My boyfriend said that it will eventually wear off. The same thing happened to him years ago and it took about one week for him to get back to normal. He did tell me to drink a mix of water and vinegar..to eat plenty of fruit (apples, peaches, oranges, bananas). He said that there is no such thing as "plain weed" these days. Everything is usally sprayed with something. He said finding "plain weed" is like going into Radio Shack and asking to purchase a pager! It's so ancient that they would have to dig in old bins and drawers to find it. He said that when he had his episode, he later found out that it was laced with Cocaine and PCP.

A word to the wise, hopefully you're reading this site and you have not already experienced what I and the rest of us have. Take it from me, DON'T SMOKE WEED. You will never know what you are truly smoking and taking the chance is definitely not worth it!

i had the same thing happen to me, honestly ONE OF THE WORST DAYS OF MY LIFE.

i was with with my friend at her house, and a couple of our guy friends were coming over. they are huge pot heads and even deal. i had tried smoking a couple of times, but had never really gotten high. this night, they said they were bringing over their huge bong and my friend had recently started smoking quite a bit of pot, so i decided i would try it again. i was so naive about the bong, i thought that it got you to the same level of "highness" as a pipe or even bubbler, BOY WAS I WRONG.

so we went downstairs and started smoking. the bong got to me, and i of course was apprehensive. i took a rip and passed it along. then it came to me again, and i took the BIGGEST rip ever, even my guy friends were geeking out because of how big it was. at first i didnt really feel anything, but about 4 minutes later i started FREAKING OUT. i didn't know where i was and i was making shit up, (i dont even remeber it that much--my friends told me the next day..) so decided to go upstairs and sit on the couch. it was honestly the ODDEST feeling ive ever had in my life. my heart was POUNDING OUT OF MY CHEST and i was shaking uncontrollably. it felt like i was living in 2 different worlds, like i was in a different dimension. i saw the Lord and began to cry uncontrollably. my friends came up and were asking me what was wrong. i was crying so hard i could barely talk. in order to talk i had to calm myself down and try to get out of the "different dimension." i honestly saw God and begged him to get me the hell of out of this state of mind, he was holding me and telling me everything was going to be okay. needless to ssay, my faith is much stronger after this experience...

so then my guy friends left, i think they were honestly scared of me. i was pacing around the room for 2 hours and saw my funeral, i was ligetimetly convinced i was going to die that night. the next day was prom and i told my friend i saw myself at my funeral in my coffin dead. i told her "your going to be the friend of the girl that died from smoking weed and had a heart attack. you know that? how are you going to F****** feel huh????? wow your the worst friend ever. if you dont f******* take me to the hospital I WIL DIE...i tried to call 9 11 and my friend had to disconnect all the phones in her house.. i wanted to call my father and mother and tell them i love them and i need them and how sorry iw as.. i BEGGED my friend to take me to the hospital.....she had to take my phone away from me..

eventually she called my friend who i guess had freaked out from weed before as well, and i laid down for what seemed like hours. i was spinning, and living in 2 different worlds. i would doze of into the other world/dimension and have to calm myself down and get myself back to the normal state, but right wheni did that i would go back to the high world. it was the most horrible night of my life.

finally i fell asleep, and in the morning i was still high. i took a shower, felt like shit, so i decided to call one of the guys i had smoked with and tell him how i felt. i started crying uncontrollably again because i was so scared, i mean it had been like 15 hours! the guy i smoked with also happened to be my prom date, so he calmed me down and thankfully by the time prom pics roled around i was feeling better.

i couldn't talk about it the next day without crying. i told my brother--who smokes quite a bit about it , and he said it had to have been laced. but i dont know how considering the other people i was with didn't have the same shit happen to them??

i still have dreams about it. that i decided to smoke again, andi go tthrought the exact same shit. its unexplainable, and absolutely horrible. in my dream i just keep teling myself how f-ing stupid i am for doing it again after my last experience...

I WILL NEVER EVER EVER SMOKE POT AGAIN!

My story is probably pretty crazy compared to all of these considering I didn't pass out and I experienced everything in my "trip".

It was my first time smoking weed and I had 3 friends over at my house. We had just bought some pretty good regular weed, about a ounce from my friends cousin. It was not laced with anything as far as we know. But something happened. And I'm told it's either because I smoked too much or it was because I was on Anti-depressents.. but I still wonder. Anyway.
We roll 2 blunts out with the hole ounce and start smoking in my small bathroom. I kept taking in alot for my first time because I had tried to get high the week before at a friends house but our guesses were that his weed just wasn't going to do it for me. I never felt anything on his and tried 4 days with about 10 hits the 3 days after the first. So we're smoking a shit ton in the bathroom and i'm taking huge hits. Eventually I notice that my chest is hurting and I wasn't worrying about it at this point because I had just started. I stepped out and started coughing about 2 minutes later and actually coughed up alot of smoke. Well some pizza arived and I was feeling the effects of the weed finally and it was enjoyable. We ended up going back for the second blunt and I really regret it.

We're lighting up the joint and I probably stick around for half the thing. I go in my room which is right next to the bathroom and lay down on my bed. I just started relaxing just closing my eyes. I saw that my friends were still in the bathroom smoking it up and I figured it'd be enough for me.
So I kept eyes closed. I don't really know how much time passed.


5 minutes. One of my friends (who is pretty young and stupid) did it for his first time too and he had a really hyper reaction to it and was running around and shit.
When I have my eyes closed all the sudden I see this flashing lights. I saw them go back and forth probably about 4 times. I asked my friends "What just happened what was that light" And I could feel a huge delay. My expectations for being were a little different and this was crazy. They were trying to tell me right after I asked that no nothing happened. Apparently my hyper friend had flashed a flash light in my face a couple of times. I blacked out for about 5 seconds and came back standing up with my arms over my head scared as shit.


I got down on the floor and kept telling myself that I regretted doing it. I heard all the sounds in the room including the music just cycling in my head. It was terrifying. My hyper friend was laughing too, it was all I could hear for a while. I asked my friends to put me in the bed and I kept asking if they could turn off the light because it was so bright and I was scared. I asked them to leave the room because my friend was laughing. I kept hearing whispers that dragged on in time. I thought I heard my friend say "Dude I think we need to get out of here he's freaking out" and this made me think horrible thoughts as I was laying in my bed with my eyes closed. At this point I started seeing alot of things. The thing worth mentioning was how I thought I was dieing. I saw darkness and I kept thinking that "This was it, it's over". I saw the light and I could feel my heart beating extremely fast in the darkness. I started seeing the light brighter, and the brighter it got the more my heart beat slowed down. I'm happy to say I didn't cry to any non-existing deities even at this point. I mainly just kept saying how sorry I was that I screwed up some things and I wish I could come back. I eventually opened my eyes and went into the other room still high as shit making sure I was alive by asking my friends. I got them to take me back in there in my room. Then I went through the stage of me not wanting them to go because I was so scared. I thought I was in a war at one point and all my friends were dieing and I was the only one left also. I made my friend hold my hand all night. I really felt like a bitch at this point but I thought I just died.

I eventually ended up screaming about some things in the next hours and going through a sort of comedy trip and making funny noises, making up lyrics as I sing lol.

Eventually my friends got my some water and I just kept asking if it was going to go away and they just kept assuring me it would. The next day I was pretty scared about the whole thing. I kept telling myself I wasn't going to do it again.

I ended up smoking again, even after all of this. I didn't think that after the first time and smoking too much that it would be like that again. I think I just messed up so I was willing to give it another chance. It has been enjoyable the last few times I've done it because I've done much less. I will probably never smoke that much again unless my tolerance ends up building up, which I doubt, because I don't smoke often. I think to truly enjoy weed you have to atleast know the basics. So please, do not do what I did the first, or even the few after the first. You could end up where I was, and it wasn't a happy place. There's no reason for me to say don't smoke weed, because it can be enjoyable. It's about what you want to feel. Do you want to be relaxed and like your mind is sort of enhanced? Go for it.

By the way, my friends were not feeling near what I was and they smoked just as much. One of them was a first timer and smoked more than me too.