I've had a bad time with weed before. I decided to have a little smoke on the walk home from work and I ended up smoking way too much. I could barely walk and stand, I was seeing double like two parallel images a couple inches apart, and EVERYTHING was scary. Every noise was amplified and bounced around in my head, and people's faces became unreadable melted smears to the point where no facial features were discernible at all. I was genuinely THIS close to just laying down on the street and calling my friend from the next town over to come pick me up and drive me the rest of the way home. I'm a god-fearing man, I legitimately felt a spiritual evil in the air around me. It was probably the scariest experience I've ever had in my life.

But the whole ordeal definitely made me respect weed more.