Fake Bud was introduced to me about three years ago by a friend that was on probation.
When I first used the drug, I hated it! I was in 8th grade, and the effect it had on my mind was so intense, so much different than regular weed.
This time around, for some reason, I just couldn’t get enough.
It started with a friend passing me a blunt at a party (and since I had aged 2½ years my tolerance for regular weed got super high), so I hit the round three times, and the high I experienced was indescribable.
The next day I got on Facebook and got in contact with the same person who passed me that blunt at the party and purchased 2 grams.
It was a downhill spiral from there.
The next day, I purchased two more grams and then two more grams. Until about two weeks in, I started buying 10g bags every two days.
Keeping in mind, I was still in school, so my grades were dropping dramatically, I couldn’t function at school past lunch time if I didn’t bring my one hitter to take some hits in the restroom between periods.
It was ridiculous, and I knew for sure I was addicted, but I didn’t care.
My dealer was extremely reliable, and ALWAYS had some until about two months in.
His plug got arrested, and he went through a five-day dry spell.
Those five-days were the worst five days of my life.
I remember smoking my last blunt before bed, then waking up at 5:00 AM for another one but didn’t have any.
At that point, I started going into the crack head mode.
I went outside and put my flashlight on my lawn to search for roaches.
I would rip apart empty bags hoping to god there was enough fake for a couple of hits.
It was just so terrible. By the time 7:00 AM came around I was already shaky, my stomach began to turn, and I started sweating profusely… these symptoms went on all day and progressed the days following.
Finally, my dealer gave me the good news that he had the fake! That day I spent $120 on five bags and it lasted four days.
At this point, I was so high for so long, and it was getting old.
I wasn’t even Devon anymore I was just “high”.
Long story short, I quit smoking fake three weeks ago, and I’m proud to say I have no intentions of going back!
The hardest part about stopping fake is the physical dependency.
I went through the worst week and a half in my life.
Sweating, dehydration, cramping, nausea, headache, jitters, never being able to hold food down.
I lost 12 pounds going through the withdrawal process, but it was worth it.
I am currently doing a whole lot better! I’m eating regularly; I’m sleeping, can think clearly, and most importantly I have my life back! Fortunately, I wasn’t hooked on the stuff for years for it to permanently damage my life.
It’s a blessing.
Please, if you or anyone you knows is smoking fake get them the fuck away from it before it’s too late.
I hope I impact at least one person.
It would mean the world to me to save someone from going through what I went through.