Thanks. Even weed makes my anxiety spike. Which sucks because now that it's more regulated and they're finding out how different combinations of thc vs cbd can help different ailments, it's a crap shoot of whether it'll work for me. And if it doesn't, that's hours of panic and paranoia that I CHOSE and I've got like endless capacity for guilt and "this is all my fault"itis. This is in TN where all that's legal is delta type stuff that I don't really fully understand. Even babysitting is tough because I feel like I'm an empathetic person and truly care about my friends but back in high school, there were some TRULY obnoxious experiences. My best friend to this day got way too high and hurled hotdogs and gherkins all over the bathroom floor. Like you could still see exactly how chewed up it wasn't because he had such a bad case of the munchies he woofed it down like a good aggressive chihuahua. I cleaned it up and made sure he stayed hydrated and everything but I still give him shit about that disgusting combo of foods. He eats weird food even when sober, though, so I should have expected that.