I’ve done spice a couple of times before the last time. I will never be doing it again after the last time. I’ve taken a lot of drugs in my time also. I’m heroin and crack addict. I have never enjoyed spice massively, but it’s not been that bad.
I walked out of my house saw my neighbor, and he asked me for a bit of tobacco for a spliff so I said can I have a few of it. I took four drags, but the amount he put in was about 10x I would.
I took the four drags and started walking off because I was paranoid, and anxiety was through the roof. It’s tough to describe how I felt, but I’ll give it ago! Started hearing a ringing noise and stopping that noise, I found out I could do little movements, and each move would slow the ringing down.
Which worked for a bit, but I had to move more and more, and the gaps in the ringing noise started getting smaller. I started struggling to breathe and was gasping and screaming for help. I generally thought I was going to die and scared me shitless.
I was hooked away in a Bush when I was crying and kept telling my self this was going to end soon. It got to the point where my breathing was so limited I started to walk out to get help, but it just all of a sudden wore off.
I say wore I mean the main effect wore off, but I’m now twitching like mad and every twitch It can bring my head back to the feeling and my chest goes tight again and nearly happens this 3 hours again after.
All I can think it was a heart attack I’m 26 and had a seizure last weekend from a cocaine overdose. I’ve fucked my life, and all I can say to anyone don’t get involved with any drugs they only lead to one thing, and eventually, it’s going to be death.