Last night my friends and I decided we were going to smoke pot. I don't do this very often, maybe 10 times in my life so I might be considered a light weight. I am also not very experienced with lighting the bowl, but I lit the bowl this time myself and took the first hit. Well, instead of burning a little bit of the weed and smoking that, I left the flame on the bowl and basically cashed the whole thing before passing it. Immediately I knew that I was having a bad reaction to it and started shaking and twitching and forgeting where I was and why I was there.
Shortly after this began some one new came into the room which confused me because my sense of time was all fucked up. As I said, I couldn't remember where I was and I started thinking that I was in my old room from the early 90's on an uncovered matress that I identified within the time period I thought I was in. There were times when I thought I was in a queen size bed and then also when I thought I was in a twin talking to someone else on the other twin when in fact, I was on a blow up matress and some others were on a futon.
Not 5 minutes into the high, I began to panic and yell that I wanted to go to the hospital right then and that I wanted to be put to sleep immediately. If I had a gun or any other object that could have killed myself I would have done it.
My friends kept telling me that it wasn't going to last forever and that no one ever died from pot. I sat down and now that I was in a new room and enviornment, I struggled to remember that I moved there from the bedroom. It was almost like there were two sides to my personality, one making me believe that this horrible new reality would never end and the other, more rational me, telling myself that it's just the pot it should be gone in some time.
I then began to feel diplacement and thoughts within thoughts.
I could not focus on anything that was moving or talking and all images were entirely disconnected and separate from the rest of the objects around them. There were points when I told myself to go to sleep that it would all be over when I awoke, but then I would realize that I was in parrallel reality. My body was heavy yet I could not feel anything but I also felt like I was hollow. I became distinctly aware of the out line of my body and I then felt as if I were watching the movie of my life.
I began to feel as if this world were sort of a matrix, where we are all in some hospital bed somewhere and fed drugs that make us see this world and how we want to see it. I felt as if my body wasn't really there and I couldn't feel anything. For a while I was trying to figure out if I was dead or not.
I began to think I was seeing the real world and this thought made me sick to my stomach and I threw up numerous times. This intense high lasted about 2 hours and when I began to feel myself coming down I began to make my self talk and understand people. I couldn't remember things for more than 5 to 10 seconds while at the peak of the highness, and now that I was coming down I could remember things for about 5 minutes. I had to keep repeating to myself what I had done in order to make myself believe I wasn't crazy. This whole experience lasted 6 hours (including sleep) and today I still feel disoriented. What a fuckin crazy ass trip! I Will never do it again, I don't know what happened. I am looking for suggestions as to what might have occurred and if there is someone out there who has had similar happenings.
Shortly after this began some one new came into the room which confused me because my sense of time was all fucked up. As I said, I couldn't remember where I was and I started thinking that I was in my old room from the early 90's on an uncovered matress that I identified within the time period I thought I was in. There were times when I thought I was in a queen size bed and then also when I thought I was in a twin talking to someone else on the other twin when in fact, I was on a blow up matress and some others were on a futon.
Not 5 minutes into the high, I began to panic and yell that I wanted to go to the hospital right then and that I wanted to be put to sleep immediately. If I had a gun or any other object that could have killed myself I would have done it.
My friends kept telling me that it wasn't going to last forever and that no one ever died from pot. I sat down and now that I was in a new room and enviornment, I struggled to remember that I moved there from the bedroom. It was almost like there were two sides to my personality, one making me believe that this horrible new reality would never end and the other, more rational me, telling myself that it's just the pot it should be gone in some time.
I then began to feel diplacement and thoughts within thoughts.
I could not focus on anything that was moving or talking and all images were entirely disconnected and separate from the rest of the objects around them. There were points when I told myself to go to sleep that it would all be over when I awoke, but then I would realize that I was in parrallel reality. My body was heavy yet I could not feel anything but I also felt like I was hollow. I became distinctly aware of the out line of my body and I then felt as if I were watching the movie of my life.
I began to feel as if this world were sort of a matrix, where we are all in some hospital bed somewhere and fed drugs that make us see this world and how we want to see it. I felt as if my body wasn't really there and I couldn't feel anything. For a while I was trying to figure out if I was dead or not.
I began to think I was seeing the real world and this thought made me sick to my stomach and I threw up numerous times. This intense high lasted about 2 hours and when I began to feel myself coming down I began to make my self talk and understand people. I couldn't remember things for more than 5 to 10 seconds while at the peak of the highness, and now that I was coming down I could remember things for about 5 minutes. I had to keep repeating to myself what I had done in order to make myself believe I wasn't crazy. This whole experience lasted 6 hours (including sleep) and today I still feel disoriented. What a fuckin crazy ass trip! I Will never do it again, I don't know what happened. I am looking for suggestions as to what might have occurred and if there is someone out there who has had similar happenings.
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