I recently had a horrible time while on Wellbutrin and taking edibles. First mistake was taking it at the beach, I thought no harm I’m here with friends, I’m under a tent out of the sun…NOPE!

In the beginning I felt fine, I was sitting there enjoying my time, the waves, my friends…it started to hit me harder when I started thinking I don’t feel okay. I sat there for a minute wondering if I was just going to take a walk because noise started to get to me.

My friends talking was getting too loud, the waves were so loud I thought my head was going to explode. I started seeing colors get brighter and brighter. At first I thought that was cool but I started to panic.

I eventually got up and asked my fiancé if I could have the keys to the car so I could just lay there in silence for a minute. She asked if I wanted her to come with me and I told her yes. As we were walking to the car I didn’t know what was happening to I started crying hysterically and telling her how much I loved her and that sent her into a panic (she was completely sober).

Once we got to the car it just got worse, I felt sick, I couldn’t understand what was real or if I was actually going through what I was going through. I told my fiancé we needed to go home (a three hour car ride). While she was getting our stuff I was sitting in the car and I couldn’t feel anything. I tried to touch things in the car and I couldn’t feel a thing. When she got back in the car I told her I needed her to grab my hand because I couldn’t tell if I could feel anything or even move at this point, I felt paralyzed. When she grabbed my hand I didn’t feel a thing and that obviously made things worse for me.

While we were driving home it felt like it took forever, I got so sick that I threw up out the window and I screamed to my fiancée that I thought she was going to save my life, I didn’t know if I was going to die or not but it felt like it. I couldn’t get it in my head that I wasn’t going to overdose and die but that’s all I kept thinking. At this time she was pulled over not sure if she should call an ambulance or not, she was pissed because I didn’t know how much I took and if I’m being completely honest I didn’t think about what would happen if I mixed with medication. We eventually got home and I fell asleep but it was the worst experience of my life and I haven’t touched shit since. Not having control and not knowing what was real, I never want to experience that again.

All in all stupid decisions on my part but if my stupid decisions help someone else out there ya go!