So, when i was 16 i decided to start spice.
It all started with a guy telling my friend he found the best weed ever, and we we’re like, it’s cheap so it’s probably bullshit.
We smoked it with them, and he was right. The first time we felt high paranoia, but we liked it. We thought the FBI was after us, so we hid in my garage for like an hour.
After that, we decided to buy a pack ourselves, just 5 euros. It was cheap and good and we smoked and smoked.
My friend had an GF at the time, and she saw what it was doing to us. I had a GF at the time, too, but she didn’t give a damn about my habit. She even bought it for me! She tried to be nice…
I became suicidal and very aggressive. I’ve always been an hothead, and this made it worse.
We smoked everyday but we could quit when we wanted. It got worse and worse.
I had 2 bad trips. 1 time, I thought I was really gonna die, I felt numb, I couldn’t feel my skull.
The other time, it felt as though my teeth were cement. I couldn’t lift my mouth and almost couldn’t breath. It was real shitty.
Fast forward, the girl breaks up with him because he is such an addict and she is paying for us, and a little while later, he just gives up. Stays inside all day doing nothing.
I smoked a little longer, and his ex kind of helped me off the stuff. I was really happy. She is supporting me, and I think i can do it.
I’ve been clean for 9 days now. I just smoke normal weed now.
1 time, she flipped out on me because she thought I smoked again, when i smoked 5 joints after each other – but it was normal weed.
For all of you who wanna quit, find a person that cares about you. As you see in my story, it can be anyone.