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Has anyone besides me ever experienced this? It's hard to explain if you have not. I used to smoke happily and free of troubles, Then one day I sparked a blunt with my mates and the increased heart beat started to trouble me, my legs felt very funny and I was all shaking. I felt so in the moment that it was disturbing focusing to much on others body language and motives then actually contributing to conversations. Which you guessed it can lead to people talking crap about, right in front of my face. And I would either get really angry or hurt. Well I had to stop because it was so frightening of an experience losing control like that. I thought I was the only one but i found some others that shared the experience. It supposedly happens if your mood isn't right going into the high.. smoking to much and being uncomfortable at the level your on, or the people your around you don't know to well and aren't trust worthy. I have quit smoking both cigarettes and marijuana in an effort to live a long and healthy life. And also so I can hopefully make varsity in basketball this year in school. I would like to light up some reefer when school's over with but I want it to be the way it used to be.
So please share your story's or experiences.
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I'm ascurred that someday the same thing will happen to me. After four years of smoking, two of them intensive (professional pothead ftw), I've never had any major anxiety issue. I've had the same thing happen to two of my close friends though, neither of whom enjoy toking it up anymore, which kind of sucks. I've met a few others throughout my days who say the same thing. I wish I could understand how it feels for them, but courtesy of the fact psychoactives affect everyone differently (nobody thinks and processes information exactly the same, after all) I won't know it until I feel it. I just wish they could still have the same enjoyable sensation from the blessed plant as I do.
Though frustrating, it's not as aggravating to me as the polarization people seem to have with mushrooms, though. In my experience, there's the people who love em' and have consistently enjoyable, insightful and revelatory trips, like me (I've noticed most every drug user has a substance that they form a particularly intimate relationship with, mine is psilocybin). Then there's the people who like the fucked up sensation but have a shallow appreciation, and will therefore have a good time but not take much out of it. And then there's the people who can't help but go insane inside their own head and freak out, for reasons that I can only guess to be personal insecurities or closet depression. The members of the latter group think the people like me are crazy, and vice versa.
Point well made Majic
