I never tend to have bad trips although I remember almost vividly the first time I got high on my own. Sitting in my shed, I got pretty high...so I just kicked back and stared up at the ceiling. The more I looked at it the more I seen a really angry face, I couldnt stop looking at it. Made my heart start beating so much....then what if god smoked cannabis came onto my mp3 player and I just got so happy again.