Tried Cannabis, Bad Experience

[Snorbel]

I love learning about new things. I love figuring out parts of the world I never knew existed before. I loved learning about cannabis, the plant, the history, the culture.

I'm obsessive. I jump from hobby to hobby, interest to interest, and devote myself to it night and day until I lose interest.

I don't really know what got me started. I'm not very social, so I never went to parties and didn't really fit right into a group. I would only hang out with one other person usually.

It was probably when someone I met offered to smoke with me. I had seen all the clues before: a bong here, some people high there. But it was fascinating to see someone pull out a glass pipe, find a nice little spot in the trees, and blow out that large, pungent cloud of smoke. I thought I would try it, but changed my mind that time.

I forgot about it, but it opened me up a little bit to the world. I got preoccupied with work and life.

I was interested in the plant. The War on Drugs. The chemistry. The tactics of the different sides, cops and dealers. National differences, Canada and Amsterdam. The whole culture. The taboo of the word "marijuana." The size of the whole issue I had ignored before.

Fast forward to 2 weeks ago. I had gone through great pains to get some bud. I spent many dollars on accessories. It was so cool. I entertained my fantasies of being a cannabis advocate and marijuana connoisseur. I visited hemp stores. I sought out glimpses into the forbidden realm of drugs, from items in retail stores to people on the street.

Everything was set up perfectly. I knew everything. I knew I would love this holy herb. It had made me bold and adventurous already. I loved what it had done for me, and I hadn't even tried it. It made me not scared to be different and have my own opinion.

I heard the first time high is awesome. This was just the start of a new life, or so I made it out to be. I made a pact to not try it alone. I would find a friend that would be interested in chilling and enjoying the plant.

I found someone. It was exciting. The opportunity came, he showed me his stash, he had lower quality stuff, I had chronic. I showed him my toys I had invested in, enough to prove me a pothead, but I hadn't even taken a puff.

We talked about MJ, set up chairs, set up a table, got out the gear, and the required glasses of water. We had some fruit.

Then we started our session. Ground up some of the dank stuff. Vaporized one bowl. Didn't feel much at all. I heard the effects were subtle, but I also heard that the first time you got high you would know it. It was easier to laugh, but I didn't notice much else. We packed and vap'ed the next bowl. We were having trouble working the vaporizer. But when we could see and taste the vapor air, we knew it was working.

I wasn't feeling much at all. I knew it hadn't hit me. He had more experience, so I asked him how he was feeling. He said he was feeling something, but I thought he was just being nice. I pressed him and he admitted he wasn't stoned.

It was getting later, but I was determined to have this work. I had planned everything and I was goddamn well getting stoned. Why the hell didn't it work?

(In hindsight, I realized we used different weed to vaporize. When I had trouble finding weed, a friend gave me one bowl that had been sitting in his car for god knows how long. Subject to improper storage and extreme temperatures, I conclude it had lost all its potency. We should have used the real, fresh, potent stuff I bought.)

Firecrackers. I convinced him that I knew a simple and reliable way to cook cannabis. I knew all the culinary pitfalls, I had done so much research. He had tried cooking on his own to no avail, but he had also had special brownies that definitely worked. It was late and he knew the high would last a long time, but I insisted that it would be fine. We headed to the grocery store. Saltine crackers and organic peanut butter, check!

We ground up about a gram of chronic and made four crackers. We each ate one. So we had .2-.3 grams of bud.

I had no idea it could be so powerful. After he left is when I ended up having the worst experience of my life. It was most definitely a bad trip.

Afterwards, I had a greater appreciation for life and normality. I guess it's not for everyone.

I wasn't silly enough to thrown everything out, but I knew I may never try drugs again. The smell of weed, before curious, now makes me nauseous. I now have some sort of loathing towards the herb.

And people said it was enjoyable, relaxing, enlightening...
I don't know what to believe anymore.

Snorbel Reviewed by Snorbel on 09-15-2006. Tried Cannabis, Bad Experience I love learning about new things. I love figuring out parts of the world I never knew existed before. I loved learning about cannabis, the plant, the history, the culture. I'm obsessive. I jump from hobby to hobby, interest to interest, and devote myself to it night and day until I lose interest. I don't really know what got me started. I'm not very social, so I never went to parties and didn't really fit right into a group. I would only hang out with one other person usually. It was Rating: 5

[Pride]

are you a cop?

[Gothen]

are you a cop?

A cop would probably know not to EAT the chronic the first time.

But then again...I'm sort of wondering myself.

Eating cannabis gives a MUCH more intense high, even some experienced smokers have "bad trips" on cannabis.

Try smoking out of a regular glass piece, or even roll one.

But, at the end of the day, it's your choice, and your life. If it isn't for you, it isn't for you.

Your problem, really, wasn't that you ate chronic. I think you're problem was you tried too hard to be something that you really weren't (aren't). Ya know?

[Snorbel]

Thanks, I'm not a cop

[souldistortion]

The effects of cannabis on the body when ingested are much more intense. Try smoking a few more times. Make sure you're in a comfortable environment and with somone you know and can trust.

[Inferius]

Ugh. That entire post sickened me.
You had no fucking idea what you were doing, you were a poseur, and then the one time you actually get a taste of what you're talking about, you shun it and all drugs?
I want to SLAP you.
Snorbel, don't smoke again. Trust me, you will get nauseas. You'll have a bad trip and risk killing your family, friends, even your pets. The pores on your skin , with the advancement of your addiction, will start emitting a thick syrupy goo, that permeates your entire being with the smell of the illegal drug. Eventually you'll fall into a permanent state of mental decay, while your soul is screaming for you to stop, but you'd already gone too far. You did it again. You confined yourself to a short-lived life of crime, disease, and sexual promiscuity. One day, months after that fateful descision to smoke marijuana, a thought, something you hadn't felt in weeks, will pop into your head. It will tell you to hang yourself. And you will.
Don't smoke marijuana Snorbel.

[KaChunk]

I'm sorry to hear about your trip. Don't give up hope and take it easier with the herb. You probably only need .5 grams of some nice chronic to get you in that relaxed state of stone (From smoking, not eating). From there you can proggress into a much more intense stone and appreciate its wonder. Also can you describe what was so terrible about your experience? I'm sure a lot of people on this forum wouldn't mind helping you achieve that inner bliss with cannibis.

[dreadedben]

Eating cannabis does intensify your high, maybe thats why you didnt enjoy yourself that much. Sort of like if you've never been drunk before and you drink a bottle of whiskey, your not gonna like it.
I think you should smoke a few more times as you never really know if you like something if you only try it once. Wait until your familiar with the symptoms before you decide if smokings for you. But to be fair I reckon the majority of people could actually benefit from using cannabis.
I think its good some people are coming here to actually discuss things like this. Makes a change from " ma bitch ass mom stole my pipe and grounded me" Peace dude.

[Euphoric]

ITS NOT FOR SISSIES TRY AGAIN

[Snorbel]

I know a lot of people say that eating cannabis is mostly a body high, that was why it shocked me how it affected my head.

Don't get me wrong, this has changed my individual inclination towards drugs, but has not affected my beliefs that these substances should not be illegal. I just have to know how sensitive I am.

Please don't downplay my experience, Inferius. You are right that I am a poser and maybe I don't belong in the cannabis club. Feel whatever you want towards me, but know that I am a very nice person and accepting of people.

I have used Salvia before (chewing) and I didn't have a bad experience.

I don't regret it at all. We learn the most and can gain strength from our nightmares. Once you look down the abyss and fall, catching yourself and pulling yourself back up, you lose the fear of the unknown.

Knowing is always better than not knowing. Have some love, Inferius.