I went out with my good friends and babe one night. I ran into my cousin who I haven’t seen for the longest time. We hung out danced, then I lost my balance and started to cry because I was pleased to see them.
One of my cousins held a pen to my face (I vape so I thought it was one) took a small puff. Then instantly I started feeling it, I ran inside and told my crew what happened before it fully hit so they could help me through this.
Next thing I knew everything was happy I was in and out. Apparently, I was smart through the whole thing trying. I asked them to take me to the bathroom. Next, I’m on the floor over the toilet.
That’s when it went to hell I’m in and out of consciousness, I’m second guessing what my mind is making me see vs. reality. Every time I came through I asked how long it’s been. Every time I came back, they kept going from an extended length of time to like a minute.
Then in a time I was talking to everyone in the bathroom for a split second everything went dark there was nothing. I didn’t know what was going on, I couldn’t breathe. I was suffocating. The harder I tried to take in the air nothing came.
I felt like I was being folded into myself being compacted. I started screaming thinking that could help me, but it didn’t. It felt like I was dying like I was going to die right there. I couldn’t breathe or inhale.
I felt my life leaving me, and I just accepted death; then there was nothing. Next thing I knew I was back of the toilet gasping for air everyone there petting me saying it ok (the music was loud but the screaming I thought I actually did) so I’m on the toilet a bit longer my stomach removing its contents.
Then I had the strength to get up and come home. I remember coming in changing and laying down I don’t know anything else but waking up the next morning.