This story starts with me and my friend Jason. It all began in November. He asked me if I wanted to try K2 and I said yes. We met at a library and walked down to a trail to smoke.
It was night time. He packed it, and we both started hitting it, and I accidentally cashed the bowl. We go to sit on a bench and everything is dreamy, and my heart started racing as I feel a loud *boom* and I think these stages of Derealization, and he gave me a little bit, and I went home.
I smoked some at home, and I started tripping, and everything was dreamy and animated like a cartoon with ripples in my vision. With so much use I began suffering depersonalization and felt like I was going crazy and like I was about to die.
I finally decided to throw it down the drain and dispose of the pipe, so I don’t relapse. My friend who I got it from is already on the verge of dying it seems as what his brother told me was he slumped over the couch and didn’t move for 15 minutes, and his mom started panicking, and then he sits up and just says that felt good on my back.
He soon goes to rehab and right when he gets out a month later he relapses and gets sent to secure. Recently I smoked some cannabis, and it got rid of my depersonalization, and I’m so thankful that I was able to quit whereas my friend is still, but I believe he is going relapse when he gets out. But don’t ever try K2 it was the worst moment I’ve ever experienced in my life to date.
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“My Friend Who I Got It From Is Already On The Verge Of Dying” – Jason
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