Alright so it’s a quick story but every time I re-think or retell this, my heart races. Well firstly, I’m not a smoker. I’ve never been into it or anything. But I had a friend from work with a dab pen that I hung out with a few times a month. She stayed over one weekend, and we planned on hitting her pen.
I’ve only ever hit hers one other time and had a good experience, so I wasn’t worried. I don’t know what, but I hit it at least 5 times in intervals because I didn’t feel it kicking in. At some point, around 2am (we started around 1), I took one more and laid down.
I was talking to her, acting perfectly normal and telling her that I wasn’t feeling anything. Midway through our conversation, everything went silent for me. I don’t remember if either of us were talking, but before I could process it, my world started changing. I was sitting up against the wall on my bed, and the lights were off.
It was utterly silent, but I was hearing weird muffling sounds in slow motion. I was turning my head to look at things, and it was moving in slow motion. I thought this was normal, I thought this was getting high, and I was finally experiencing what everyone talked about.
At some point, my dog jumped off my bed, and it made me feel like I was falling. This caused me to freak out. I don’t remember hearing voices, but all I remember is me thinking I was dying or having a panic attack. I forgot my friend was sitting next to me and starting screaming and crying for my life back.
I wanted everything to be normal again. It was the worst feeling ever; feeling like my life was out of my hands and this was the end. My friend grabbed my arm and said something. This made me realize she was with me and I began bawling to her begging her just to hold me.
She was trying so hard not to laugh while comforting me and eventually her touch brought me back. I sat up, still crying and trying to explain what just happened. She claims I was just “tweaking” but that was not a typical experience.
I didn’t have a chance to ask her if there was anything laced in it, but that experience makes me never want any type of drug around me. I’ll always remember the feeling of being helpless and scared for my life.