The same thing happened to me, I had smoked before, but this time was different. I felt my face, and I could swear this was my end. I felt hopeless and pathetic like I shouldn’t have taken the stuff, and now I’m paying for doing it.
Phone…Hospital…Bed and back to life. Then a few weeks later, I had edibles, and the same thing happened, though I was going to die, fell asleep on the sofa.
Then I woke up feeling unreal. Like my eyes were cameras, or that I was sitting behind my face looking out. I was like this for 2 or 3 months. Then I found ways of stopping me thinking about it, now I’m much better only 10 months on, I’m 18 by the way.
It believes it stems from guilt and anxiety around drugs because we’re told they’re wrong by all the adults and we actively look for the negatives in drugs, this anxiety fuels derealisation which fuels the anxiety which feeds them…. and the cycle continues.
I think Its basically a form of complex PTSD due to the guilt of feeling like you did something wrong. It feels awful, and (ironically) real.
It feels like life is pointless, and death might as well come and get you. But things change, better people come, bad people go, and life gets better.