Once I was working, I worked at fast food and my boss, who didn’t really care what we did, brought some spice to work. She asked me if I wanted to smoke it with her, and for some reason, I said yes.
I had smoked spice a few times before, and every time I had a horrible trip. However, that day, I had forgotten how awful my previous trips were, so I went outside to her car with her.
She rolled it up into a cigarillo and lit it up and hit it twice and then passed it to me, and I took 2 big hits, and we put it out. We both instantly regretted it. All of a sudden, I lost all feeling in my body, and I lost touch of reality.
I thought I was in another dimension. Everything I heard echoed like I was alone in another world. Even though my boss was sitting in the driver seat right next to me, you could tell we both felt like we were in our own forms of hell.
We both looked at each other in terror. I started to panic, touching all over my whole body trying to try to feel saying over and over “I can’t feel my body I’m so terrified. I don’t know why I did this” I looked over at my boss.
She had her head slumped over on her shoulder, breathing heavily and drooling out of her mouth. We both lost our minds. We were only out there for like 15 minutes, but it felt like hours.
Finally, I calmed down a little and prayed to God that I didn’t die and walked back into work. When I went in, I was still tripping, and my work friend said that I was completely grey and looked terrified.
I wanted to ask to leave, but we were getting slammed, so I tried to work, and that actually helped distract me from how horrible I felt. That spice trip was the scariest experience of my life.