hermeticvm on Nostr: Hosted an aquientance last night and offered a couch to sleep on. He brought some ...
Hosted an aquientance last night and offered a couch to sleep on. He brought some legal weed from the dispensery. 22% THC 100% Sativa from Canada.
Had about half a joint of it. Didn’t like the smell and taste at all. The first few minutes it hightened my awareness of the “now” to levels I consider uncomfortable, especially when I’m not alone. I sat down in my lounge chair and we had a bit of a chat while second screening a nice anime. After about 20 minutes I noticed that I was completely spaced out and found myself caught in the most negative loop of thoughts I haven’t had in years. With a bit of hindsight I might even consider it be the only anxiety attack I ever experienced. It was like experiencing multiple Gs on a neverending rollercoaster into the void.
I’m usually quite adapt at calming myself down in bad situations but I really felt like I was caught in a harness of pure darkness and negativity. I could momentarly get out of it but it sucked me right back in.
Funny thing is, that he didn’t notice a thing. Depression really teaches you to hide your shit. To him it’s one of the more calming strains. Interesting experinece, but I don’t need that again.
Had about half a joint of it. Didn’t like the smell and taste at all. The first few minutes it hightened my awareness of the “now” to levels I consider uncomfortable, especially when I’m not alone. I sat down in my lounge chair and we had a bit of a chat while second screening a nice anime. After about 20 minutes I noticed that I was completely spaced out and found myself caught in the most negative loop of thoughts I haven’t had in years. With a bit of hindsight I might even consider it be the only anxiety attack I ever experienced. It was like experiencing multiple Gs on a neverending rollercoaster into the void.
I’m usually quite adapt at calming myself down in bad situations but I really felt like I was caught in a harness of pure darkness and negativity. I could momentarly get out of it but it sucked me right back in.
Funny thing is, that he didn’t notice a thing. Depression really teaches you to hide your shit. To him it’s one of the more calming strains. Interesting experinece, but I don’t need that again.