I’m 22 and had been smoking weed since I was 14.
When I was 17, my friends told me about a legal weed they had that didn’t show up only any drug tests, which I thought was perfect because my DHS worker had forced me into a drug program so it not showing up was perfect.
I tried the drug all of three times, despite the negative effects of it that I experienced.
I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and the first two times I tried it I relived everything that had led to my post traumatic stress disorder in vivid detail.
It was like it was happening all over again.
I thought the man who attacked and assaulted me when I was 10 was there, and it was so scary.
I could hear his voice, and I could hear him chasing us.
None of my friends realized this was a bad sign, though, because they were all high.
Those two times were so scary, I vowed never to do it again.
But then came the third and final time I ever did it.
I was craving it so badly, and my friends had some on them, so I tried it again hoping for a better outcome.
The outcome was a lot worse.
My mother is a epileptic, and seizures have always scared me.
Luckily the third time I did it, a sober friend was around. I was smoking with friends when the worst happened – and this recount is according to what my sober friend saw.
I dropped to the ground and went into a full seizure, even though I am not epileptic.
My friend’s mum is a nurse, so she knew what was happening and called the ambulance.
I woke up at the hospital and couldn’t remember a single thing.
The doctors told me what had happened, and that 3 of my friends who had been smoking with me were also in the hospital for negative effects.
One of them was hit by a car running while paramedics attended to me and another friend.
I was also told had someone not been sober, I would of most likely died from the seizure.
The doctor got someone in to explain exactly what synthetic weed could do and what it had done to others.
The person worked with teens and young adults addicted to synthetic weed.
She told me exactly what could of happened that night, and that I was very lucky.
At the end of the day, it was my choice to go into a detox program, but it is the best thing I have done – because if I hadn’t, I could be dead.
Now a days I’m 22 and have had a few friends who smoke it, and I tell them all the same thing “Get help before it kills you.”
They all laugh, until I tell them my story with synthetic weed and ask them, “Do you have to almost die to before you realize how dangerous it is?”
This is what I say to anyone who asks me about synthetic weed.