Hi people, thought i'd discuss how weed changed my life in the positive way, and how it matured me. Please read this, i know its kinda long, but its just that i have so much to say, and honestly, i tried keeping it as short as i could. Just to let you know,i quit smoking the green. First things first, i am a 18 years, and have been smoking the herb for approximately 3 years,about twice or less a week. Weed was everything to me, whenever i felt depressed, or had a hard time,i would smoke some weed with my friends, to relief the stress, and anxiety. I've had very few bad experiences, but they didnt really bother me, as i researched about it the first time it happened to me, and found out the its a normal thing to have bad anxiety on a few occasions. I have always been a shy person, and weed changed my personality dramatically, and have made some really good friends by just smoking with them which made me use marijuana to help me socialise at specific events, such as parties. I have always believed that cannabis is the ultimate drug, and that all of its effects is for the positive, and that it doesnt have any bad side effects. I was obviously deluded. any drug could have as many positives as it can, however, they would also have their negatives, which should be considered seriously. This could be different for every individual, but i will discuss how marijuana effected me negatively when i used to smoke. A few weeks ago, i had the most strangest highs, or trips,i have ever had in my entire period of smoking weed. It started off as a normal high. I went to my bed room, and played some nice bob marley music, which is what i always do when i am high. I had everthing ready, my drink, my food, and my games console switched on. I sat down on my chair, and all of a sudden, my loud speakers felt as if they were next to my ear, everything looked really strange and dreamy. I started to panic, and thought the weed was laced with pcp, which i have had before and was unpleasant. However, the truth is that it wasnt laced with pcp, as i gave the weed the next day to afriend of mine to see whether if he would get as f*cked as i was. Anyways, thoughts started racing, and i started analyzing the sitatuation that i am at. I thought i had gone crazy, couldnt feel anything, including my body,clothes, and i totally forgot how to use any piece of device. It was a nightmare. I started hallucinating mildly, an example would be that i would look at my poster, and it would grow bigger. So much happened to me at that time, but i dont want to waste your time. So,i'll just list out the things that happened: - couldnt feel my body at all - forgot everything about myself, who i was,what i did for a living - forgot how to use devices such as the computer - wanted to go to hospital to just force me to sleep - felt as if that horrible feeling wouldnt go away - 3 hours felt like days - felt as if the music i was listening to was directed at me, and, how i should live my life - racing thoughts - couldnt stop shaking - felt emotionally empty,if you know what i mean, emotionally dead,as if i am a robot - felt like i wasted my life, and let every single person that i know down - i closed my eyes once, and i was actually watching myself trying to sleep from above - started to feel as if the chair was lifting,and was about to fall down,but that wasnt what really happened,so it must be a hallucination ...and alot of crazy stuff that you wouldnt imagine. But anyways, i am not really bummed about the horrifieng experience, as i now understand what happened was just a massive panic attack, however, that trip taught me a lesson. You, reader, may not fully understand what i am getting at,but, its worth a shot, as there might be people out there that have had the same experience that i had. Anyways, i learnt that weed was negatively affecting my prioritisations, such as i wouldnt care about my education,and family. In other words, weed made me care less about my life, and all i wanted to do is chill, and do nothing. I would totally ignore that it cannot happen, and what would happen if i fail my education, and not get a reasonable career. I had no ambition what so ever. The trip made me realise that weed was burning off my life, and that it had become my top priority. It also made me more focused on my future, and how hard i have to work in order to have a good career. It made me realise that its time to move on, and be serious about life, which cannot be taken lightly. The experience also made me realise the people that care about me, and how i should show the love, and care back. So,the reason why i quit is because i had many drawbacks, and weed would have some major bad effects on me, which could ruin my life. Thanks for reading, i know its abit long,and may not make sense, but, i tried to deliver my experience at least peace
that's a good place to take a T-Break and re-evaluate your marijuana consumption. Maybe you can plan ahead how much you can smoke after the break so that it wouldn't interfere with your life and responsibilities. By the way, how much did you smoke?
Ok, so you dont know how to be responsible while smoking. It isn't for you, ok. More for me . No but serisoly, I've gone through the same thing you are. I quit for a month and then realized that while smoking I could plan out my life and focus on important things more. You get to see it from "a different perspective"... So maybe in a month you'll give it another shot?
yea i had a similar experience a few weeks ago. I started to bug out and trip in a diner with a bunch of my friends. I had very similar symptoms: -i couldnt feel my face so i kept thinking i bit of my tongue and kept dabbing at it with a napkin to make sure i wasnt bleeding -i couldnt control my hands. They were crawling all over my body and spasticly. -i looked at the lemon in my cup and got up real close to it and thought it was giant and super bright. -i thought the frenchfries i was eating were just a giant chain of fries and kept shoving them in my mouth. i just wanted to get out of the diner. When we got back to the house we watched the de la hoya fight and i started to feel better. But it was really strange, not sure why that happened. Anyways i was afraid to smoke after for like a day. lol. but i was really freaking out. If you feel that mj is affecting your life in the ways you described then you should definitely take a break. Weed shouldnt be your life, it should enhance it.
It's very hard to balance marijuana comsumption and everything else in life, but it seems that it was just to hard for you to do it. If you get scared, or paranoia you could have a panic attack, which is what you seemed to have had. Well, take a break then report back to us.
its nothing to do with cost if the weed, but was the affect that the weed had on me, and how it chaged my personality.
Wow man just had a convo with my mom kinda how i didnt do things 100% and how i only smoked weed 100%. But this is my conclusion about life in general. I think you should live life how u want so that you are happy. For me mediocre is okay because the last thing i would want is sucess and misery. Im ok with an office job and a 99 honda civic. I dont need sucess to be happy but maybe you do so just live your life so that your happy man.