It’s been almost 2 years since I’ve smoked spice, and my experiences were always different.
I was with someone who was truly addicted to it, even got us evicted from our apartment after living there for only a few months. He would spend hundreds of our rent and bill money on it every day since it burned quicker and the high only lasted for 15 mins or until you passed out (though you would never know when you passed out).
I remember the major bad trips I had. I was sitting in my living room watching Superbowl 48 (missed the whole game cuz I smoked spice and was passed out the whole time), and I remember seeing numbers quickly dropping down to zero. I thought I was going to die so I screamed to wake myself up. Thankfully it wasn’t my time yet.
A couple months later, my ex and I were over at his dad’s house and my ex thought it’d be awesome if his dad took a hit of spice (he was a weed smoker which I highly recommend for ppl who are currently spice smokers cuz its a real plant people grow, not processed and it’s been proven to help handle major diseases like epilepsy).
His dad didn’t feel anything, but apparently I was having seizure like symptoms I was unaware of until I opened my eyes and saw my ex and his dad staring at me in worry and his dad ask me if I was OK.
Some time after that, we were trying to find a place to sleep (my ex spent all our money on the stuff during the week as always and we were smoking in a parking lot next to his mother’s house).
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a scythe and a dark hooded figure and thought, “that’s the grim reaper. You’re gonna die.”
Then I noticed I was shaking my head at myself like I was ashamed and had to pay the price.
I was so scared after that time that I stopped completely.
My ex went to numerous rehabs to get clean, but he never did while we were together and that’s why we’re not together anymore. He chose that over me and believe me everyone, you don’t want to get addicted to spice.
So for people who have addictive personalities like my ex, I don’t encourage you to ever go near that stuff. My ex and I have lived in a lot of different states and he always found a way to buy it regardless of the price.
Spice can mess you up and the 15 minute high is not worth your life.
I’m telling my story to prevent others from further injuring their beautiful minds, wonderful lives and the ones they love because spice will make you choose it over your loved ones.
Thank you for reading, and I hope I’ve helped someone with their addiction.