I'll chime in on this one,

The first thing you should remember, Kyle, is that this is not particular to you. It happens to a lot of tokers, experienced or inexperienced. When I was about 19, I had been smoking nonstop since I was about 16. I was up in my bedroom late night taking a bong rip of resin. It was the night before I had to get my wisdom teeth out, so I was obviously nervous about it. I took a bong rip and I suddenly felt like I couldn't regain my breath. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest, I thought I had a collapsed lung or something, I was terrified.

Ever since then, I just haven't been able to smoke and get high like I used to. My hypothesis is that I had some underlying concern about my wisdom teeth surgery. When I started taking the bong rips, this concern surfaced. And now, whenever I try to get high, my body associates the high with the panic attack that night.

The way I saw it, there were only a few options to solve this problem. Continue to smoke like I had been doing (24/7) and suffer. Smoke limited amounts and smoke strains on the weaker side. And the most obvious option, quit altogether. So that's what I did, I quit for several years.

I toke every now and then, on occasion. But I still can't take bong rips after bong rips like the good 'ol days. It's usually an itty bitty hit every now and then. And I'm OK with that. This whole ordeal made me realize, I don't have to get high. I used to believe I would smoke the rest of my life, all day everyday. I've since realized it's incredibly tough to live that lifestyle and succeed in the way I strive to succeed.

I always had TERRIBLE grades in high school. Some people can smoke all the time and do well in school, I was not one of those people. Mathematically I didn't even graduate high school. But my teacher struck a deal with me that if I passed her final exam, she'd pass me in the class. I got a D on the exam, but mathematically failed the course. Anyways, I ended up going to a Community College after high school. But like I said above, I had altogether quit smoking weed because of my panic ordeal. Turns out, quitting was the BEST thing to ever happen to me. I got great grades, transferred to a 4 year university, and just graduated this past Saturday with a Bachelors of Science.



The point of my story is to learn from your experiences. Trust your body in what it tells you. And don't always think that you 'have' to get high. You can still be a part of this culture that we all love (that's why we post here, right?). But it doesn't mean you have to be a stoner.
NaturalMystic1 Reviewed by NaturalMystic1 on . Bud leading to panic attack?! So over the weekend I stayed over at my buddies house, It started on this past Friday (4/30/10). Friday night was great! My cousin and other friends were there and we had a smoke session all that night. Just the next morning (5/01/10 - Saturday) I awoke to my friends and cousin having a wake n' bake session and so of course I wanted in too! My cousin handed me his zong and I took a hit. Now here is something about his zong that you should know about before I start on the rest of my story. It's Rating: 5