King_sorrow
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Bad experience, it was me my girl and a couple of my niggas. Passed the bluntn around got high everybody's giggling and laughing at whatever we were watching and I'm just in a zone contemplating my existence.
Next thing you know I'm thinking my niggas trying to fuck my girl and they all laughing behind my back. So I'm like come on babe lets go and my niggas like bro you high as fuck right now you can't drive. So I'm thinking like fuck there right I just gotta try and chill, did that happen hell no. Now I'm on the couch still high as shit and zoning out but now I'm concentrating on my heart and how fast it's beating next thing you know my hands clamy I'm feeling cold even though the heat on now my hearts beating faster then it ever has. So I get up tell them I'm going to the bathroom and head back to my room and lay down, heart rate still banging and then I start thinking my one of my niggas prolly trying to talk to my bitch again.
This makes me even more nervous and now I'm shaking my heart rate is reallllllyy fucking high and I'm scared as shit, so I do the cardinal sin, I called 911 and told them I think I'm having a heart attack. I get off the phone with the lady and walk into the livin room we're everybody chilling and I'm like
Niggas I just called the ambulance. Everybody turn and look at me like wtf bro!?!?!? These niggas gotta hide everything and start spraying febreeze and shit ambulance pulls up hooks me up to the hr monitor and my heart rate was over 195 they're like it's not a heart attack but your shit is so high we gotta take you to the hospital.
For the sake of brevity getting high the first time made me paranoid and cost me 300 dollars in medical bills.
I did some research afterward and found others had similar experiences but some seasoned smokers were saying one thing weed can do is bring out insecurities that you have to face head on. Weed did exactly that that day, I never smoked again though, shut gave an existential crisis like never before.
Next thing you know I'm thinking my niggas trying to fuck my girl and they all laughing behind my back. So I'm like come on babe lets go and my niggas like bro you high as fuck right now you can't drive. So I'm thinking like fuck there right I just gotta try and chill, did that happen hell no. Now I'm on the couch still high as shit and zoning out but now I'm concentrating on my heart and how fast it's beating next thing you know my hands clamy I'm feeling cold even though the heat on now my hearts beating faster then it ever has. So I get up tell them I'm going to the bathroom and head back to my room and lay down, heart rate still banging and then I start thinking my one of my niggas prolly trying to talk to my bitch again.
This makes me even more nervous and now I'm shaking my heart rate is reallllllyy fucking high and I'm scared as shit, so I do the cardinal sin, I called 911 and told them I think I'm having a heart attack. I get off the phone with the lady and walk into the livin room we're everybody chilling and I'm like
Niggas I just called the ambulance. Everybody turn and look at me like wtf bro!?!?!? These niggas gotta hide everything and start spraying febreeze and shit ambulance pulls up hooks me up to the hr monitor and my heart rate was over 195 they're like it's not a heart attack but your shit is so high we gotta take you to the hospital.
For the sake of brevity getting high the first time made me paranoid and cost me 300 dollars in medical bills.
I did some research afterward and found others had similar experiences but some seasoned smokers were saying one thing weed can do is bring out insecurities that you have to face head on. Weed did exactly that that day, I never smoked again though, shut gave an existential crisis like never before.
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