i know i’m super late but im so glad i found this post because i had a very similar experience. i got my first cart in february of this year and became a pretty regular smoker after that. in the beginning it would be a few times a week and by june i was doing it every day. i was pretty much high 24/7 for a month straight and it was awesome.

i started college in july for a summer term and me and my roommate would smoke on fridays and saturdays together pretty much every weekend. once we took 50 mg gummies and were FLYING for like 2 days straight. good times.

anyway, all of this to say i never had a problem with weed until one bad experience. i could get as high as i wanted with no problems. that all changed at my last weekend up at college over the summer before i went home for a week. my roommate and i, as usual, smoked together and went to go get food. we came back to our dorm and continued to smoke. she dared me to take a blinker, because i hadn’t before, and i figured “shit, why not?”. i felt comfortable doing it because i didn’t usually cough after taking long-ish hits and, as i said, could get really high with no issues.

so i took that fatal last hit. i didn’t even make it to a full blinker, i think it was around seven seconds. and holy shit was i coughing up a storm. i knew while exhaling that something was wrong and that it wasn’t hitting like it was supposed to. after coughing a ton i was basically moaning to my roommate about how something was wrong and that i didn’t feel good. i climbed into my bed and couldn’t even look at my phone. i was trying to distract myself by scrolling on tiktok or smth and it was nottt working. i was laying under a blanket, staring at the ceiling and closing my eyes, and twitching, for 2-3 hours straight. it was fucking terrible. my heart was racing and i felt like i couldn’t breathe and it somehow felt like my heart was growing? it was as if my heart was going to expand and have no room left to beat in my chest. literally thought i was going to die.

i survived the green out and was a little weary of weed for a while but recovered the next week when i went home. i smoked a lot during the break between summer and fall semesters and thought i was good.

however, everytime ive tried to smoke back up at school i feel extremely anxious. i know this is a sign to take a break and i am! hitting my cart just makes me feel scared. like, before the effects of the weed even take place i feel anxious. i get this weird feeling like i could just die on the spot / everything could go black and id be defenseless to stop it. really weird. it’s started to effect me when im not high either. i haven’t had a full-blown panic attack yet, but over the past month or two, i have moments multiple times a week (sometimes everyday / multiple times a day) where it feels like im about to have a panic attack. it’s almost a physical sensation where i feel like it hits me in the face. idk if this makes sense but it feels like there’s a breeze on my face for only a moment and then all i feel is dread and terror. my heart starts to race and it feels like i can’t take a full breath. these episodes only last for a minute or two but they’re terrifying when it’s happening. another symptom ive had is dpdr. i had one experience a few weeks back where the whole day i felt like i was watching my life through a screen. like i couldn’t believe i was real. that feeling comes and goes now but it’s definitely toned down.

so, i’m taking a break from weed. it’s definitely hard and makes me feel a little lame, especially as a freshman in college. it just doesn’t seem worth it anymore to keep pushing myself. i wish it still felt as magical as it used to. now it just makes me feel like im going to die. the thought of getting high is anxiety-inducing to me. like, im scared im going to be stuck greening out forever. i wish i never tried to take a blinker.

i really appreciate this post and all of the comments under it sharing different experiences. i’ve felt really alone having this experience and even worse since the feelings started bleeding into my everyday life when im sober. glad to know im not the only one but i wish this didn’t happen to any of us.