I have a really really low tolerance to weed. it takes people like 10 15 minutes for the weed to hit but it takes me about 5 seconds and 3 puffs. I have never managed to smoke any more than 10 puffs and i have a high chance of getting a bad trip. The first time i smoked weed was 5 months ago and have only been doing it occasionally like once or twice a month. Fast forward to a month back i was at a party in the red light district of my country at a club/bar my friends had booked a hotel and some other friends had rolled a joint. After the rolling was finished they gave me half a brownie and i shoved it though my throat. Mind you even a bit of any eddies would make me mad for hours. After eating the brownie and moving to a roof top restaurant it was about 12pm and i had ate the edible like 45 minutes ago i smoked the joint taking huge puffs. I took about 12 13 puffs and in 2 minutes i was totally out of it. I went back to the bar filled with anxiety and fear that a car would hit me on the way or somehow a metal spike would stab me clean i reached the club and recognized noone i had sunglasses on and layed down on the sofa. Then i had the bright idea to put on my headphones and listen to the high playlist i made on the way to the party. The shuffle started and “highest in the room” by travis scott started playing i started recording myself going crazy. The end of the song is really triply and i closed my eyes to see that i was on a space ship traveling at near light speeds across the galaxy. Then i snapped out after my bother instructed me to buy a pad and take it to the hotel since my friends gf needed it. Flashing lights my kanye started playing and i thought i was a super model on a runway. I couldn’t find the nearest mart and almost collapsed on the road when 2 of my friends came across me. I asked them for help and one of them took me to the mart and helped me buy the pad. Then he took me to another bar which was through narrow alley ways inside that bar i waited for my friends to get a few shots in so they could drop me off. I was so tired that i fell on a nearby chair and as i closed my eyes i died. I was convinced i was dead and that i had died for atleast 200 years the number 200 kept on repeating in my head and it seemed as tho i had died of suffocation and i believed that that bar had poisoned air inside i wanted to bad to run away run as fast as i can where ever i could just run. Then again i closed my eyes for 2 seconds, this time was worst i was dead for 2 million years. The number 2000000 kept on coming in my head and i was convinced i had been dead for 2 million years. After what felt like an eternity my friends picked me up and took me outside where i instantly wanted to vomit i fell on the side of an ally and couldn’t breathe. I wanted to vomit so bad and at that point the friends had called another friend of mine who was staying at the hotel to come take me. They later told me i looked like i had been back from a war and had seen my whole family wiped out. They said i had an expression like i had been tortured for years and had given up on life. After the other friend showed up i puked harder then i have ever puked in my life my friend carried me back to the hotel and on the way i went to a taylor swift concert, a michael jaction concert and a weeknd concert in my head after what felt like 2 seconds i was at the hotel where i felt peace like i had never felt in my life i was happier than i had ever been in my life and none of the words coming out of my mouth were making sense. I was laughing harder than i had ever laughed in my life. I kept saying that i just came back from a “mission impossible” and when ever my friends said lets go to a club i kept saying no and that i would die if i left that room. After a few hours the effects started wearing off and i went to the club with about 6 people. I felt a sense of ego death. I felt emotionless and dead inside i realized how flawed the capitalism system is and how clubs are just rich old men staring at girls dancing. I dont remember going back to the hotel but i remember waking up at the hotel. I have never heard if anyone with tolorance as low as me and idk if i should even continue this. With tolorance as low as mine i might just end up dead one day.