I’ve wanted to talk about this for a long time just because it was the scariest experience of my entire life, I’d been a smoking pot for a little while and was building a strong tolerance, so I was cocky at first. When I got it, the clerk told me to be extremely careful with it and use a slight amount.
I didn’t know what to expect, so my girlfriend was with me when I did it for the first time, and she didn’t have fun either. I decided to put it in a mix with some weak pot, but I didn’t use much, a small pinch off half a fair bit of tobacco and pot.
Packed a tiny cone and had a hit and instantly realized I was in trouble, no word of a lie 5 seconds after breathing out I was overwhelmed but still able to understand my girlfriend then it just progressively got worse.
It’s hard to explain the fear you feel when you realize you had too much, I’m freaking out and getting Deja Vu right now trying to remember what happened and this happened at least two months ago, and I haven’t touched it since, back to detail. My visuals went weird.
I saw watermarked static everywhere, and at the same time a buzzing-ringing noise was creeping up, and this is the point where it got scary. Time was looping a bit, and I was getting the sense of extreme deja vu, but I was still fully conscious, my heart started racing harder and faster growing with the sound.
I said to my girlfriend “I’ve been here before, it’s like deja vu” literally as soon as I finished saying deja vu I fell into unconsciousness and started freaking out. My girlfriend said I was shaking violently and murmuring speaking garbled up sentences if she had of listened carefully she probably would have heard me saying help me.
The whole trip lasted only 5 minutes according to her but to me, it felt like an hour, I was hearing scary shit like my girlfriend repeatedly saying “he’s killing himself” which she has never before but kept looping in my mind. I was completely delusional my mind was racing I was convinced I was dead!
I thought that straight after I had a hit, had a heart attack and died, and I was in hell. I was trapped in this loop while having a heart attack for the rest of my life. This stuff scared me stupid, and I feel that it has left a permanent mark in my mind. When it started to wear off, I was able to pull myself together and convince myself I wasn’t dead I just had too much, and now I’m paying the consequences and if I wait it will go away finally, and everything will be normal.
I wish it were normal. When I snapped back to reality and realized, I had regained control of my body, and I could talk, and that my girlfriend was now able to understand me. I still had to convince myself that this wasn’t my personal hell. The first thing she did when she realized I was back was to lean in for a hug. She was upset too, as soon as she started leaning in, I said: ” go away your not real.”
It only took 1 minute of her convincing me for me to realize it was over, I was over the moon that it was over, what went from the scariest moment of life turned into the greatest feeling of relief I’ve ever had. I had myself convinced my entire life since I was little that when death does come, I will be ready no matter what the age or circumstances but this shook me to my core.
I’m not exaggerating anything, and I’m sorry I can’t explain it in perfect detail it happened a while ago now. After drinking at least a liter and a half of water in an attempt to cleanse whatever the hell it was out of my body. It was noticeable effects lasted for about two days after that and those couple days were all mixed up, I still saw things out the corner of my eye, and I heard things.
Even now I’m not entirely convinced that I’m still alive, I can’t find sufficient proof, it has messed with my brain that much. Before hand to smoking it. things were different, and I wished I never came across it. Now I’m going to make myself sound like an appalling friend, but after I had tried, I was curious to see if good could come from it.
I gave him a very very small amount of three little pieces of whatever herb it was that was covered in this chemical. He seemed to enjoy it & said he had a good trip. To me, he seemed fine, he was responsive but obviously had a lot, was sitting cross-legged staring blankly at a window, and he looked straight through me when I asked him a question.
He was affected for 3 hours. He thought because he was bigger than me, his body could handle it. He walked home by himself in the dark and was apparently chased by clowns the whole way home. The next day he was keen for more, I was happy to dish it out, I had no intention of doing it again, I gave him what looked like the same amount, it was almost as scary watching him go through it as it was for me.
As soon as he had his hit, he started laughing uncontrollably, and I said “are you alright? I think you’re about to trip” he looked at me, and his uncomfortable laughing turned into uncontrollable crying and screaming and yelling. He was making choking noises and flailing around, screaming on the floor.
I was also freaking out because I thought he was going to die. I felt his heart, and it felt like it was going to crack a rib, after 3 minutes of screaming and yelling he almost entirely shut up and was laying on his back, and it looked like he was swimming.
His arms and legs were all in the air moving in sync. After 15 mins of unconsciousness, he came too and was very disoriented and still seeing and hearing things for about 2 hours. We started playing video games once he could pick up the controller, and was running in circles bumping into walls in the game. I asked him if it had worn off.
All he said was yes, his tongue wasn’t even in his mouth while he was playing. He kept moving it continuously for a long time. The bottom line is I’ve been typing too much, I still need convincing that I’m alive, and if someone offers you some or you run out of the pot and know an adult shop or dodgy under the counter dealer just don’t do it.
Please for your sake don’t do it, you think you are prepared but you are not, no one is it’s not meant to exist, and the chances are it’s going mess you up. Even if you don’t freak out, it will permanently leave a mark on your mind, your better off sticking your head in a microwave.
I’m sorry if I’m offending anyone with bad grammar or the things I just said but all of it is true. Don’t ruin your life, don’t even risk it don’t try it. Don’t look at it. Don’t smell it. Don’t think about it. If you are still reading this because you are either looking for help or reason to quit then actually get the help you need.
My friend’s brother destroyed his entire life on synthetic, he was hooked for a couple of years and now has severe mental health issues and brain damage. If you are thinking about trying it and you think you have done your research, don’t think again just flush it down the open toilet or better yet you didn’t purchase it in the first place.
Don’t even experiment with it; I hope I have said enough to convince someone not to do it, don’t go through what too many other people and I have gone through. K2, spice and every other brand have an entirely different chemical structure by the way.
You’re dicing with death or worse, derailing your life and ending up with permanent mental issues or brain damage. I was lucky. I hope I can change someone’s mind so please comment if it does, seeing that I have made a difference would make my week.
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