I used to be an avid marijuana smoker.
I smoked spice twice before the first time nothing happened, started to get a little paranoid but ended up being fine.
The second I smoked spice, it was unknowingly and it was the worst trip I had ever had.
I had taken a few hits off my friends bowl, and I started to feel funny but tried to brush it off.
My friends and I went downstairs because we decided we wanted to do some shots. We got to her kitchen and I blacked out and fell to the floor.
Their voices sounded like they were on TV, in another room. It didn’t seem like I was really there.
They brought me to the couch to lay down and told me if I ate I would feel better, but I kept blacking out.
I started to panic, I ran upstairs to the bathroom and looked at my eyes found a pair of scissors and ran downstairs to try and stab myself.
I couldn’t tell if it was reality or if I was dying.
My heart was beating so fast, and I was so cold I could not stop shaking.
My friends put me in bed and out a bunch of blankets on me, because I could not stop shaking.
I ended up throwing up and then passing out.
I did not feel normal for days after that.
Weeks later, when I tried to smoke regular marijuana I had another anxiety attack, it wasn’t as bad as that but every time I tried to smoke weed I would end up shaking an feeling really cold and my heart beat would race really fast.
I would have to lay in bed with a bunch of covers and wait for it to be over with.
Now, I regularly have anxiety and it worsens when I do any drugs.
I can’t even have too much caffeine, or I start to get an anxiety attack.
Smoking K2 flipped a switch in my brain mentally, and I will never be the same because of it.