I tripped balls off of THC

Man, seems nowadays the bud is just getting stronger and stronger. Last night and half of today was just fucking insane.

So it all started after coming home from the bar with a friend. I had 3 beers, but I was barely buzzed, felt totally fine. He had some really REALLY strong smelling purp with him, probably the strongest bud I've smelled. I've been buying mids the past 2 months since I've been on a budget, so I was really looking forward to smoking some of the good stuff.

So we went outside with a packed bowl. Close to the end of the bowl I already felt pretty blazed, which was really surprising. We actually both didn't finish the bowl. I was pretty much already good. Afterwards he had to go back home cuz he got a call from his girl, which was gay but I was like whatever. I walked him to his car and wow the drugs were really kicking in. It had not even been 10 min since we smoked the bowl and I already began to feel dissociated from my body (this happens when I'm extremely high). As I was walking I felt like I was outside of my body, as if my motor functions were being controlled automatically and not by my conscience. This made me a little more anxious because I was still very shocked that I was already this blazed. As I got closer and closer to my house I started to feel more and more dissociated.

When I stepped in that is when my high totally skyrocketed. Now not only did I feel like I was outside of my body, but my limbs and everything felt like they were rubbery. My legs felt like they were melting. The room started even spinning. I had to sit down. I decided to try to watch some tv to get my mind off this all, but it was only worse. As I watched TV I started getting double vision (something that has not happened to me while high in a LOOOOOOONG time). I couldn't really focus on what was going on to the TV cuz then my vision would split and I would be seeing two of everything. As this was happening my body felt like it was melting out of existence. I no longer felt my limbs, I felt nothing. I felt the lifeforce inside my body slowly lift away, and as this happened the bad thoughts started coming into my head. I started thinking about many bad things about my life at the moment. As I thought about these bad moments of my life, my eyes would be closed and I would actually feel like I was there again, reliving a very embarrassing moment. This one "vision" I'm going to call it was pretty intense. I thought about all the failed attempts at dating, and this one in particular when I said something really stupid to this girl. I saw her look at me in disapointment and walk away. As she turned her back on me, the painful realization that so many times in the past I was afraid to be who I was for fear of rejection. This scared the shit out of me.

These visions would last very briefly, maybe 5 min tops (although my perception of time was completely fucked by this time). But each time I would come back to consciousness the whole room would be spinning and my double vision would become more intense. At one point I tried to get up to get some water (I had an excruciating cotton mouth), but each time I got up I would get very dizzy and nauseous and I felt like I was about to throw up. So I chose to just remain seated and drift in and out of consciousness as I would enter a world of visions each time my eyes shut. The funny thing was I couldn't control my eyes from closing. It was as if I was falling asleep, but each time I feel asleep I was in another completely different point in my life.

Another vision I remember having was of my friend who had just left. I pictured him dying in a car accident, and his GF coming up to me the next day and asking me if I let him drive high and after having 3 beers. I would painfully answer yes, and she would turn around and cry. I pictured everyone at my work hating me for letting it happen, and the anxiety that stemmed from this was unbearable. My heart would race so fast and the nausea would get only worse. I thought of being one of the most hated people in my town, and how guilty I would be for ever allowing my friend to drive in such a state.

This went on and on for a good while. The past I remember being actually conscious was around 5 am. At this point I just blacked out. I have no idea what happened but when I woke up it was 7 am, I had a splitting headache and I still felt totally fucked up. The worst part was I had to work at 11 so I only had about 3 hours to sleep. I quickly got up from the couch and went upstairs to pass out.

When the alarm woke up the splitting headache remained and I still felt pretty fucked up. Not only that I woke up late so I didn't even have time to take a shower. I got up, washed my face and teeth and got changed into my uniform inspite of the unbearable state I was in. When I got in the car the nausea and dizziness came back. And along with the nausea the paranoid feeling of me vomiting came back. How the hell was I gonna go to work like this? The place I work at makes food for us every morning, so I figured maybe if I get some food in my system I may feel better? I was wrong.

I tried to eat some rice at first, but the taste of food made me nauseous and run to the bathroom to go puke. AFter this I told my manager that I could not work and that I would go home. He asked me to call him around 3 pm to tell him if I can come back to work later. Thank God he was cool with it. It was another struggle going back home as I still felt dizzy. As soon as I got home I made some toasts and forced them in. I went to sleep in peace after this. The only problem was that when I woke up it was 5 pm and I totally forgot to call my boss. I called him simply to apologize, and I told him I had just woke up. He is a really cool guy so he was totally fine with it. But wow, I've never been so blazed to the point where it stopped me from going to work.

Perhaps it was the beers that amplified the sick feeling. 3 beers are usually nothing for me, and I wasn't drunk at all, so maybe the bud was just really good. Anyways, all the bad thoughts I had in these visions have persuaded me to take a really long break from weed. I wanna be off it for about a month. I need to fix these issues in my life before I can enjoy smoking again. But either way, I don't think I've ever been so fucked up from anything. THC is definitely an entheogen worthy of my respect.

 

No the weed was not laced at all. It smelled like really potent weed, and it was. Keep in mind my tolerance is low . I only smoke just under a bowl a day. I do this so I can actually still feel the true high every single time I smoke. The more you smoke the less high you get. That's what most people do not understand. The only thing is that the high from this extra potent weed (I've been smoking mids for the past month or two) was just that strong that it sent me into a trip. It is totally possible just keep your tolerance low.

The main reason I am taking this break though is because of all these things I realized. I wanna fix these issues in my life before I start smoking again. This is day 2, and so far it is going great. Wish me luck.