Horrible Life Changing Trip.

Please Note: My sole intention of this post is to educate on a potential ill effect of smoking a large quantity of marijuana mixed with a prescription drug taken daily.

I had been smoking marijuana quite regularly for about 7-8 months. To be honest I quite enjoyed it. Iâ??m now 23, and I have been taking an generic brand of the anti-depressant Paxil since I was 17. So I smoked daily not really caring about any side effect might occur when mixing both drugs. In my early day of smoking it wouldnâ??t take to much to get high, however as my interest in the drug grew so did my tolerance to it. I found myself smoking more and more. Like I said this went on for a good 7-8 months without any problems. Well that was until about two weeks ago. On this night the first of two bad trips would occur. My tool of choice for smoking this evening was a bong. In the time I had smoked I had learned to use it rather â??wellâ?� and I could inhale some pretty massive hits. So I filled the sucker up and went crazy. I was chillinâ?? for about 10 minuets, then a bad sensation took over my body. My vison echoed in a way and it was uncomfortable to get up and move I had a pretty definite delay in reaction to any motion I put my body in. My head was also pounding, it was as though someone was bashing gongs all around my brain every time I even attempted to speak or listen or to what one of my friends in the room at the time had to say. It wasnâ??t the type of pain a headache might induce but rather like having to constantly listen to very unpleasant sounds over and over and over. Savage mental pain. Not wanting to deal with this pain any longer I decided to smoke a little more to maybe calm myself down it worked I guess. This trip lasted in total about 20-30 min. then I calmed down. Right there I probably should have learned my lesson and quit the drug for good, but I guess it wasnâ??t a bad enough trip for me to call it quit, until a week later. It was exactly a week later and I live at my momâ??s house and she was out of town for a few days. So me and a friend of mine decided to take advantage and smoke freely in my basement and watch some Monday Night Football. We rolled a nice size joint and smoked it. I felt fine at this moment and I should have stopped, but I didnâ??t. We decided to break up a little bit more and then preceded to pack and smoke a bong. I all but forgot about the bad trip that occurred a week ago and went about my usual business and took as big of hits as I could handle until the weed in the bong was finished. I was really high at this point but I felt at ease with myself at this moment in time. I walked over to my computer and put on some tunes went over to the couch and sat. it wasnâ??t before long I was overtaken by the exact feeling I had a week prior. â?? Oh god, here we go.â?� I remember thinking to myself. Unlike that bad trip last week this one progressively grew stronger and stronger. I felt as though I was losing touch with my surroundings as well as my ability to concentrate on anything. I felt as tough I was trapped behind a black wall. It became harder and harder for my brain to communicate with my body, as though my brain was shutting down and I couldnâ??t do anything to stop it. I felt as though I was slipping away from reality. I had no recollection of how it felt to feel â??normalâ?� all I could feel was complete uneasiness and feelings of utter doom and extreme self-consciousness all the while drifting further and further away from any communication from my body. Then the climax, total loss of everything. No vison, no motion just complete fear. I had interpreted this feeling as death. I actually believe that I was about to die and I went into complete panic all I could feel was my heart beating frantically . I began raving at my friend trying to get all my emotions out and last thoughts before I believe I was to die. I rushed up to my feet, I have no idea how I was able to do this and tried to give him a kiss on the cheek and telling him how much I loved him and everyone else in my life before collapsing on the couch.. The last vison I had was seeing him running up the stairs to get my brother. Before everything went black. I was in a total emotional breakdown at this point. Pure hell. Screaming and crying for God and Jesus and forgive me for my sins and deliver me from this hell. I broke down in tears praying and yelling how â?? I tried to be a good person.â?�. I donâ??t know if you could consider this blacking out, but I donâ??t think it lasted to long. My friend returned downstairs with my brother and I had opened my eyes while breathing incredibly panicked. I was still crippled with fear and in the grasp of a complete emotional breakdown. I was crying for all my best friends and my mom. I managed to obtain the motor skills to call another best friend of mine and my mom. â??Mom, I smoked some bad shit and now I think Iâ??m gonnaâ?? die.â?�these were my exact words to her. Words a mother should never have to hear. I felt to put it simply that I was going to die or become mentally retarded in some way. So I wanted no part in any medical attention cause I didnâ??t want to die that way. They respected my wishes barring I didnâ??t get worse. This trip lasted I would say about 2 hours. All I could do to keep myself sane at the time was to convince myself that what was happening wasnâ??t real and using the 6 friends and family around me for support. After coming down from such a trip I had felt I really had been to hell and back honest to god. I donâ??t know that the weed had been laced since the friend I smoked it with didnâ??t have the same effect. So my use of my prescription drug must have had some effect on it as well. This is the best I can put it to you, itâ??s just to hard to explain it all in detail, it was pure hell and I donâ??t wish it upon anyone and I vowed to God to never smoke again. I donâ??t want to scared people I want to people to learn so it doesnâ??t happen to them.. I donâ??t believe marijuana is the root of all evil but you have to be careful. Donâ??t let my foolish mistake be yours too. Sorry its a long story but I feel it's important to know. thankx

Weed could have been laced, and you've been taking that prescription medication for a long time, maybe it's time to stop taking it for awhile.

Assuming you're telling the truth, and what you had wasn't laced, I'd read the following:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depersonalization

Cannabis can cause chronic depersonalization, I don't know if that's what you had but it sounded somewhat similar. If this is occuring, as it may be seeing how you're taking medication for something or other, I'd talk to a clinical psychologist about it.

Now, if it only happens when smoking, stop smoking. If not, then it can definitely be caused by other things.

Sorry to hear about your bad experience. Bad cannabis experiences are rare, but they happen. Sounds like, for you anyway, cannabis + meds = risky proposition, but you know that now.

BTW, that was very hard to read. Check out the readability-enhancing construct called 'paragraphs'. *snicker*

Man, you might just try smoking until you feel pretty good, and then stopping.

Sounds to me like you oversmoked and had some bad experiences. Stop when you know you're good.

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Originally Posted by phoenix

Man, you might just try smoking until you feel pretty good, and then stopping.

Sounds to me like you oversmoked and had some bad experiences. Stop when you know you're good.

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Yeah, some people accidentally go overboard by getting some very potent bud and not knowing it was as strong as it actually is, and some people just havent experienced a scary high yet xD. After I did I learned to smoke a bit and wait, thats only if I'm by my self though. Cant put the blunt out for everyone to rest so if the keep on, I keep on. I learned how to control my self if it gets out of control too so if it does get to that point it doesnt make me freak out or anything :p. Wait, I got off point lol. Yeah I'd just listen to what Phoenix said.

I mean, a similar thing happened to me once, on 4/20 two years ago. I was scared as hell, and it wasn't nice. Hasn't happened since.

it was very true. sorry if it was hard to read i just tried getting all my thoughts out at once i guess. i really didnt think about form sorry

Don't worry, it's not as uncommon as you think.

I have only used Cannabis once, but I had a much worse trip than yours.

It's suprising how similar these reports are... hell, death, God, complete overwhelming anxiety, loss of rationality

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Originally Posted by Snorbel

Don't worry, it's not as uncommon as you think.

I have only used Cannabis once, but I had a much worse trip than yours.

It's suprising how similar these reports are... hell, death, God, complete overwhelming anxiety, loss of rationality

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Yeah but you ate it. For your first time. This kid was not new to cannabis.

You still haven't smoked yet Snorb?

DaGroove, if you ever slip to the darkside again, just try breathing. Focus on the simple act of breathing, focus on breathing deeply and slowly and the sound of your breath. Try to over-power the voice in your head thats causing you to panic. Every time you start to slip towards panic, bring your attention back to your breathe. While doing this... if you manage to gain some kind of grasp on the situation, try thinking positively... Very simple, short positive thoughts that you can quickly switch back to breathing if you need to. Eventually, the panic will subside, you can reassure yourself that everything is ok and always will be ok, and that if you can't handle the situation, it will all end within a few hours.

People that take prescription drugs for emotional/mental problems, shouldnt do any other drugs. Your brain is different then everyone elses, chemically imbalanced, or something. So the outcome of your high is gonna be different also.

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Originally Posted by SantaClawz

People that take prescription drugs for emotional/mental problems, shouldnt do any other drugs. Your brain is different then everyone elses, chemically imbalanced, or something. So the outcome of your high is gonna be different also.

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All of our brains are different. All of our highs are different.

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Originally Posted by Inferius

All of our brains are different. All of our highs are different.

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Thats funny to think about. This plant that gives me such a familiar buzz is giving everyone else a completely different buzz. Which mean the high I am currently experiencing is completely unique from and other high that has ever been had by any other person in all of history. This high is right now, the single most unique thing that is happening in history right now. Makes you think.

I've never had an experience like yours, but there have been times where I'd keep hearing this high pitched noise ringing in my ears and I'd get kind of a sharp pain in my head. The thing I noticed though, is it's only there when you focus on it, if you just try to ignore it and enjoy something you're doing like watching tv or listening to music it slowly dies away.

Maybe you're just mentally unstable in general. No offense, but uh yeah...

Besides I don't think 8 months is a long enough time period to know whether or not it was the marijuana that did you in.

I've had 2 of these bad trips off weed before that kinda sounded like yours bad like it sounded like everything was yelling and it was all black. But those 2 times i smoked large amounts of some schwag. So i just smoke diggity and it doesn't happen don't know why...

That's crazy....that kinda sounds like the anxiety attacks that I have when I DON'T smoke weed. Ever since I was around 4 years old, I've had these incredibly overwhelming panic/anxiety attacks where my brain disconnects itself from reality, and my body and brain just "lock up". I was diagnosed with "Generalized Anxiety Disorder". The panicked breathing, feelings of near impeading doom or death, the blackness, loss of reality...all of it.

I've taken sooooo many different meds and combinations of meds for it (Paxil being one of them strangely enough), and nothing ever really stopped it. Some combos did help a little to the point where I would have them less frequently (about every 4-6mos, I guess), but when I was 12 I discovered her majesty, the mighty ganja.

I smoked regularly for a while, but because of cost and legality, I decided to try the meds again, hoping that pharmaceutical science had progressed a little further, but to no avail after 4 years of combos and single prescriptions. Still I would have these attacks about every 4-6mos regardless of what I took.

I decided to go clean...nothing, no weed, no pills, nothing.....BAD idea! I had these attacks more frequently, about every 2mos. So by the time I was 17, I decided that I would try weed once again, as I remembered that it had helped me out when I was younger and since I now had a good paying job, and low and behold I've only had a handful of attacks since then. I still only get the attacks when I go through a dry spell or a "cleansing period". Huh, different strokes I guess.

I would say that Bob the Awesome was spot on with the Depersonalization. Do some research and see if it makes sense.

Good luck.
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The worst trip I had was when i was down in Colorado in one of the towns surrounding Denver. At that time I only smoked once a day after work and that was plenty to last me till I went to bed and that wasn't even that great of weed.

When I was down there with a few friends, we ended up all pitching in on an eighter. Smoked a few bong loads the first night and got pretty ripped. Best stuff I've ever smoked. So the next night, we roll the remaining stuff into three joints and proceeded to smoke two of them. I was tripping balls hardcore.

In the beginning I ended up puking. I had some drinks but I never drink that much because I don't like drinking past just a good buzz. So knowing this I wasn't even thinking about the alcohol as a possibility.

I just kept thinking I was and I was praying to God promising him that I would lay off of the drug. Mostly because I was not as edjucated with the plant as I am now. I started thinking it was laced and that I was going to die right there in a hotel in Colorado. Not the way I wanted my life to end.

So after tripping like crazy on the bathroom floor, I realized things would be fine. I then walked out and my two friends were asking me if I was alright. (They also asked me when I was in the bathroom, I think I replied with soemthing like "we'll see" or "I think so".) I said I was ok and I just needed to sit down for a bit. After I sat down I COULD NOT MOVE.

I started tripping again. This was a different type of trip though. I didn't worry about dieing, I just couldn't move no matter what I did. I thought about moving cause I desperitely wanted some water in the bottle next to me. Although actually moving was the most uncomforting thing mentally that I couldn't get myself to do it. I ended up just passing out sitting in the chair without moving.

Obviously, I did continue to smoke. Now that I know more about the plant, I know that I just smoked more then I should have but I wasn't in any danger.

I haven't had this happen again, but I think I kind of want it to. I would be going into it with a completely different state of mind about the plant. So i think I could turn it into a good experience with the kind of effects it appears to have at that kind of high. I may be wrong, but I would be willing to give it a shot. Just as long as I had someone with me to calm me if it did turn into a bad trip.

similar thing happened to this chick... she was into me and I assumed she was a regular head, so I offered a toke or two, she puffed like a veteran... man she went downstairs and all I start hearing is how she's gonna meet god and jesus and all this other shit.. it was nuts... turns out it was JUST a trip she was having... her friends went ape shit saying how I tried drugging her, but my friend (a chick) assured them everything was on the level... So the trip out girl never looked me in the face ever again...

I found the whole thing hilarious

Really feel for you dude and it seems you have the answers in all of above. I take Paxil and take all this serious but i can't stop lol since reading the first thread! All advice is exactly what I will do and take precaution. Having had a few surgery's, I can tell you anesthesia does similar things and they do not always have me stop my meds for surgery! However, I have found, after that "Disconnect" feeling with your body, it will relax permanent muscle spasms, at times, For Years! Did not know I could accomplish the same with this! And probably not, as said, we are all different! But I a can't stop laughing and that was my first reaction. I enjoyed the long read, etc! Guess, cause I have never been afraid of dying, always figured it was part of living! pr:)
Do hope my thinking this was so funny doesn't hurt anyone's feeling, but i could just visualize this whole thing-well naughty dreadz too, but was already laughing. Do understand the seriousness of it all and the educational value! We do need to hear stuff like this, as I said, I take Paxil! p.r.:thumbsup:

Today I just happened to smoke some very potent herb, felt like about 70% sativa / 30% indica. I hadn't smoked in 2 months and wow it made me trip pretty hard after sharing a bowl with a friend, and then we smoked another half a bowl. If I had smoked any more, I surely would have started to get a little insane, but I was told what effects the weed had before smoking so I knew what to expect.

To beat it all, it was some seedy brickweed! Luckily it was a strain that was still VERY super potent... had it not been grown/handled improperly it definitely could have been some really schizo stuff.

I like to stick to the indicas whenever I can, always mellow and cool. Some of those wacky sativas ya get without knowing beforehand can really throw a wrench into your gears if your set/setting and state of mind aren't ready for it.

Holy hell. Panic attacks happen to me sometimes. However it's over stress.







(The title of this thread really lured me in, with a title like that you KNOW some scary shit went down)

Years ago, when some of my friends went camping in upstate New York, two of the guys got lost in the woods at night while tripping their brains out (in addition to all the weed they'd smoked earlier). Imagine nothing but total darkness, the threat of wild animals, and all the while you're in that condition. I'm pretty sure that a friend that I stay in touch with was one of those involved, so I may get more details - because an experience like that you do not ever forget.