This is what happens when you smoke too much weed

These edibles stories are mind boggling. The commercial recreational stuff has dosages on it. Frankly, makes things a lot easier — like taking pills for fun — versus being drunkenly pressured into hitting a bong a zillion times and winding up way higher than you wanted to be. Hypothetically. I like knowing my dose.

Vegas + weed = instant Hunter Thompson, btw. It’s a weird lens through which to view American culture. For someone with low grade intellectual paranoia all the time, yeah...

And the professional commercial-grade shit brings the munchies at a cartoonish level. That was my big new experience. Ravenous hunger for junk food.
 
Peen Simmons said:
These edibles stories are mind boggling. The commercial recreational stuff has dosages on it. Frankly, makes things a lot easier — like taking pills for fun — versus being drunkenly pressured into hitting a bong a zillion times and winding up way higher than you wanted to be. Hypothetically. I like knowing my dose.
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I am from the Netherlands and this happened in the late 90s. Home baked cake, no idea how much was in it ( a lot more than I assumed apparently).

Second, when you smoke, at some point you are too baked to smoke more. When you ingest it, you have no choice but to sit out the ride
 
I had a truly horrifying weed experience a few months ago from some really potent stuff my friend with a medicinal card gave me. Was enough to put me off it for a while. I was falling into some really deep panic and paranoia. I thought the guy on the radio was talking directly to me, and I became convinced reality was a facade and I was the only real person. Silly stuff now but at the time I was very close to calling the hospital. All off a lousy joint.
 
smurfco said:
I had a truly horrifying weed experience a few months ago from some really potent stuff my friend with a medicinal card gave me. Was enough to put me off it for a while. I was falling into some really deep panic and paranoia. I thought the guy on the radio was talking directly to me, and I became convinced reality was a facade and I was the only real person. Silly stuff now but at the time I was very close to calling the hospital. All off a lousy joint.
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Exactly the same experience as me. It doesn't sound too bad, but it's hell when you are going through it. I also had the derealisation feelings (The feeling that reality is fake and other people are like 'flat' projections) and depersonalisation )I felt like I wasn't controlling my own body. I didn't even recognise myself in the mirror :eek: )
 
smurfco said:
I had a truly horrifying weed experience a few months ago from some really potent stuff my friend with a medicinal card gave me. Was enough to put me off it for a while. I was falling into some really deep panic and paranoia. I thought the guy on the radio was talking directly to me, and I became convinced reality was a facade and I was the only real person. Silly stuff now but at the time I was very close to calling the hospital. All off a lousy joint.
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but did it help your Gloucoma ?
 
Weed can cause psychosis in some people, and you can indeed have too much of it. It doesn't mean that I think weed is bad, but one has to be sensible and aware when using any mood-altering substance.
 
My wife just asked if I wanted to go to Amsterdam in August as she's a tonne of holidays to take in work :embarrassed:
 
I've never been a weed guy. Hell, I've never been into anything even remotely related. Barely even drink alcohol. Just never really felt the urge. Over the last year or so, with all of my surgeries and aches and pains, , severe axiety/depression and my ridiculously bad glaucoma along with California having legalized it, I've been beaten over the head by friends about the benefits I in particular might experience by getting on the weed wagon. One friend sent me home about a year ago with a little care package that included a new pipe which he had expertly packed the bowl of, and a little extra for another time. I took it home and it sat untouched for a couple of months. The night my sister passed away in August, after returning home from the hospital where I'd had the unpleasant experience of being the one to walk into her room and find that she'd passed on within the previous few minutes, I was pretty shook up. (Cont-)

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It was about 2AM and I was sitting outside alone with my thoughts. Not sure why, but maybe as an ode to my sister who being 13 years older than me, had been a flower child etc and had definitely had her share of the stuff... I grabbed that still packed pipe and gave it a few good hits. After about 10 minutes I thought "meh". Then it finally kicked in. I was suddenly very much at peace. Still entirely lucid, but unshackled from the "unquiet mind" and all of the weight just lifted away. I was genuinely at peace. It was honestly the first time in my life that such was the case, and I was well aware of that fact. I had a calmness and sense of wellbeing that was totally foreign to me. Still, in the days and weeks that followed, I never tried it again. All of my lifelong hangups just wouldn't allow me to give up "control" for a short while so I could reap the benefits. I'm still battling those hang ups, but I'm getting (Cont-)

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Nearer to overcoming them. The rational part of my mind tells me that it's ok, and that it can absolutely help me. The anxious OCD part of my brain tells me not to be a stupid stoner. Now, I have a little something something to shift that power balance in my brain. A good friend with lots of property and a growers license has gifted me with what he says is the first of as many such items I am welcome to free of charge for life... uh oh! It's been here for a couple weeks unopened, but that might change very soon...
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