beejo
07-22-2004, 04:31 AM
ok, guys. i'm new to this forum, mostly joined so i could get some insight on my first marijuana experience.* here's my story, sorry if it's a bit long:
* Two months ago, I, a 19-yr-old girl, was halfway around the world, literally, in the tiny country of Nepal. First off, Nepal is apparently marijuana paradise, with some of the best hash in the world ~ all the hippies wanted to go here in the 60's: it was known as the "Shangri-La" for a complete drug and spiritual experience. So, knowing this, and having wanted to try marijuana for awhile, I considered it vital to smoke Nepali, as it might be some of the best stuff on earth.
Now these two guys I'd been hanging with were experienced potheads, basically, and found this great well-kept secret of where in Nepal to get the best weed, so I joined them. We went deep in the Himalayan mountains, to this dealers place, a very nice guy w/a family who grows marijuana all around his house and is quite famous for its high quality. It was about 8pm ~ we ate dinner there, and then...
First off, this guy had prepared some "very special" marijuana tea for us. I have to say, it was amazing. Hands down the best drink I'd ever had. All it consisted of were marijuana leaves, sugar, and boiled water. Delicious. So good I couldn't resist eating the leaves...* didn't feel anything at first tho', so then I had quite a few hits. I really wanted a true high experience, and so after having a couple hits and feeling nothing immediately, I was frustrated and asked the man if he could make the joints a bit stronger. He laughed, said sure, and after quite a few hits of the stronger stuff, maybe 10 min. or so later, I started feeling it, and probably the marijuana tea kicked in as well.
Granted, I'd never smoked before, and I was having some of the most pure stuff on earth so I have nothing to compare it to, but this was INTENSE. While the two guys I were with were laughing, having a good time, and trying to make moves on me, I ignored them and was having this amazing philosophical experience, with colors and images from life all coming together.. it was beautiful, I wish I had written everything down, because I was completely in my own world and having a great time of it. I had all these revelations and epiphanies, and every artistic vision I'd ever had suddenly seemed clear.
But the guys were really getting to me at this point, as, especially one of them, was becoming more insistent on sleeping with me and such. And allthough my consciousness was 100% heightened by the marijuana, I didn't feel like I could verbally respond at all, I was so stoned and confused by it all. But what happened was, they kept insisting we sleep up there at the house, insteading of driving me back to my hotel to sleep. This freaked me out, as the guys were getting all weird on me and I could've sworn I was going to be raped or something. I didn't trust them at all, and what started as a great high experience turned into utter hell. They laid me down on a bed, and although I'm 99% sure that nothing happened sexually between us, I started internally freaking out thinking I was dying, literally dying, thinking I had overdosed, that maybe it wasn't really marijuana that I had and instead I was going to die by the hands of two guys who were trying to get laid. Verbally all I could say were little moans* of "whats happening... am I dying... I don't like this... when will this end... why am I shaking".. I was shaking so hard (one of the guys literally had to hold me to keep me steady), paranoid, and having tremors. It was hell. I then apparently fell asleep for about three hours, woke up early morning with a deadly dry mouth, just as high, drank three cups of tea, and the guys drove me back to my hotel, which was a scary moterbike ride if I ever had one. I slept some more, waking up occasionally with nightmares, and was still stoned that next day until 4pm.
CAN ANYONE TELL ME IF THIS WAS NORMAL? Ha, it's almost funny now, but that night was both the best and worst of my life.
I know for a fact I had extremely strong marijuana, a lot of it, and combined with the marjiuana tea and eating the leaves, maybe I should've known I'd have an intense experience.
But why did it turn into a hellish nightmare? Why was a shaking so bad and afraid I was dying and going to be raped? Was it because I was already paranoid about the guys (looking back, they were always a little sketchy), and the weed just set it off? Is anxiety a common after-effect of an an initial good high? Or do you think the joints/tea were laced with something else? That scares me so much.
I'm mostly curious because despite everything, the absolute good high that I initially had, and that lasted for quite awhile, was SO AMAZING that I will definately be smoking in the future. But is it essential that one is with people they absolutely trust, or else they might have a panic attack like I did?
Also, having had so much the first time, do you think the next time I smoke, I'll need equally strong stuff? Because I smoked a joint the other day w/some friends, stuff that'd been grown in America, and I didn't even get slightly high after a few hits, while they did. It was my first time since Nepal. Am I immune, what's up?
Just confused ~ and thanks to whoever read all this!
K
* Two months ago, I, a 19-yr-old girl, was halfway around the world, literally, in the tiny country of Nepal. First off, Nepal is apparently marijuana paradise, with some of the best hash in the world ~ all the hippies wanted to go here in the 60's: it was known as the "Shangri-La" for a complete drug and spiritual experience. So, knowing this, and having wanted to try marijuana for awhile, I considered it vital to smoke Nepali, as it might be some of the best stuff on earth.
Now these two guys I'd been hanging with were experienced potheads, basically, and found this great well-kept secret of where in Nepal to get the best weed, so I joined them. We went deep in the Himalayan mountains, to this dealers place, a very nice guy w/a family who grows marijuana all around his house and is quite famous for its high quality. It was about 8pm ~ we ate dinner there, and then...
First off, this guy had prepared some "very special" marijuana tea for us. I have to say, it was amazing. Hands down the best drink I'd ever had. All it consisted of were marijuana leaves, sugar, and boiled water. Delicious. So good I couldn't resist eating the leaves...* didn't feel anything at first tho', so then I had quite a few hits. I really wanted a true high experience, and so after having a couple hits and feeling nothing immediately, I was frustrated and asked the man if he could make the joints a bit stronger. He laughed, said sure, and after quite a few hits of the stronger stuff, maybe 10 min. or so later, I started feeling it, and probably the marijuana tea kicked in as well.
Granted, I'd never smoked before, and I was having some of the most pure stuff on earth so I have nothing to compare it to, but this was INTENSE. While the two guys I were with were laughing, having a good time, and trying to make moves on me, I ignored them and was having this amazing philosophical experience, with colors and images from life all coming together.. it was beautiful, I wish I had written everything down, because I was completely in my own world and having a great time of it. I had all these revelations and epiphanies, and every artistic vision I'd ever had suddenly seemed clear.
But the guys were really getting to me at this point, as, especially one of them, was becoming more insistent on sleeping with me and such. And allthough my consciousness was 100% heightened by the marijuana, I didn't feel like I could verbally respond at all, I was so stoned and confused by it all. But what happened was, they kept insisting we sleep up there at the house, insteading of driving me back to my hotel to sleep. This freaked me out, as the guys were getting all weird on me and I could've sworn I was going to be raped or something. I didn't trust them at all, and what started as a great high experience turned into utter hell. They laid me down on a bed, and although I'm 99% sure that nothing happened sexually between us, I started internally freaking out thinking I was dying, literally dying, thinking I had overdosed, that maybe it wasn't really marijuana that I had and instead I was going to die by the hands of two guys who were trying to get laid. Verbally all I could say were little moans* of "whats happening... am I dying... I don't like this... when will this end... why am I shaking".. I was shaking so hard (one of the guys literally had to hold me to keep me steady), paranoid, and having tremors. It was hell. I then apparently fell asleep for about three hours, woke up early morning with a deadly dry mouth, just as high, drank three cups of tea, and the guys drove me back to my hotel, which was a scary moterbike ride if I ever had one. I slept some more, waking up occasionally with nightmares, and was still stoned that next day until 4pm.
CAN ANYONE TELL ME IF THIS WAS NORMAL? Ha, it's almost funny now, but that night was both the best and worst of my life.
I know for a fact I had extremely strong marijuana, a lot of it, and combined with the marjiuana tea and eating the leaves, maybe I should've known I'd have an intense experience.
But why did it turn into a hellish nightmare? Why was a shaking so bad and afraid I was dying and going to be raped? Was it because I was already paranoid about the guys (looking back, they were always a little sketchy), and the weed just set it off? Is anxiety a common after-effect of an an initial good high? Or do you think the joints/tea were laced with something else? That scares me so much.
I'm mostly curious because despite everything, the absolute good high that I initially had, and that lasted for quite awhile, was SO AMAZING that I will definately be smoking in the future. But is it essential that one is with people they absolutely trust, or else they might have a panic attack like I did?
Also, having had so much the first time, do you think the next time I smoke, I'll need equally strong stuff? Because I smoked a joint the other day w/some friends, stuff that'd been grown in America, and I didn't even get slightly high after a few hits, while they did. It was my first time since Nepal. Am I immune, what's up?
Just confused ~ and thanks to whoever read all this!
K