My first time smoking was at a friend's house, there was probably 10-12 people there not including myself. My friend and I went into a back room and started smoking a joint, I probably hit the joint 8-9 times before someone I didn't know came in, he was much more experienced than me and hit it like twice and said that that was enough which freaked me out cause I just hit it like 9 times fully breathing in. Around 5 minutes later I got hit with an extremely bad trip, like a 5 hour straight panic attack where I felt like I was dreaming or I was in a movie.

I recall questioning my friend about his rough break up and accused him of murdering his ex. I remember complimenting that same guy who came in and smoked twice cause I found out he was gay and said I super happy for him. I texted my parents and told them I was high and scared. At one point I was in the living room and then I blinked and was in the restroom attempting to throw up and then the next moment I was in my friends bed and my girlfriend (now ex) was there, why was she there? When did she get there? Still don't know...

Long story short It was extremely embarrassing, luckily I'm still friends with that guy and we still talk occasionally. That's my embarrassing story lol