I had to quit for 20 years to complete my career in the Air Force, random drug testing made it too much of a risk and I had a family to take care of.

Once I retired, I smoked a doobie of killer weed with my cousin. It was my first high in twenty years and it hit me really hard. I lost focus on what everyone was saying and everything seemed too loud and vibrant. I had to get away from everyone and be by myself. Once I did that, I was able to reacquaint myself with the effects and calm down. I was just out of practice and as one poster mentioned, I had some negative things in my own mind that I had to square away. It wasn't the weed.

Now I find that I have changed from a "social smoker" to more of a solitary smoker. I enjoy the effects much more when I'm free from trying to hold a conversation at the same time . . . I always keep forgetting what the heck I'm talking abou . . . and um . . . er ah . . .