My Panic Attack Solution

Hi, i’m 15 years old and have been smoking pot for about 3 months now in spans of about a week per smoke. I do not consider myself a very stressful person though I seem to remember having minor panic attacks when I was around the age or 6 and then once when I was sick with food poisoning at 12. Now, I know that anxiety runs in my family because my mom is a very anxiety driven person and suffers from massive amounts of stress and worry. I had never felt these sorts of feeling’s though so I thought it would be safe to smoke marijuana. The first few times I tried it I loved it. I just felt an onset of happyness and joy. It seemed to relax me but just put me in a good mood. I even smoked it an night when my girlfriend had left me (a night that I would clearly think would give me anxiety).

Now, it is important to say that the other times we had smoked outside and taken off our clothes and washed them after smoking. This night though, the forecast was 5 degrees fareheit and me and my friend thought why not just smoke in my room out the window. So, we set up the insense and rolled the joint but this time differently. This time we rolled it with not just marijuana, but with nicotine aswell as we had heard that it helped the marijuana burn easier and was nice. We got to the window and started to smoke. After about 3 hits I started to feel alittle buzz that didn’t feel to good but still felt quite nice. Anyway,we kept on smoking and at about 4 hits I started to cough and my chest was burning (from the coughing and the smoke). I started to not feel very well but stupidly thought that I would smoke through this feeling. With every hit I took I would say I was done but would come back for one last painful hit of coughing and discomfort. Finally, we killed it and I started to lay on the couch.

Immediatly I knew this was not like the other times. I lay there feeling very stressed and not having a fun time. I thought to myself, mabye if I lighten up with a laugh or a smile i’ll start to feel like normal. I pulled out a fake laugh but it didn;t help. I knew now that something was wrong. I was rubbing my legs and just kept saying "i’m freaking out man, i’m freaking out". My friend offered to go see my dad and get help and with some thought I knew this was a smart idea. After getting up and taking about 5 steps, I felt like I was hit by a train. All of s udden I was hit but a wave of something I had never felt before in my life. I felt like everything was slowing down and and all of the walls were shaking and moving. I remember hearing my heart start beating faster and faster and my skin feel as it was just tingling all over me.

After the longest and scariest walk to my parents room I explained to my dad what we had been doing and that I was freaking out. I kept insisting that we call 9-11 as I felt as though i was having a heart attack and was going to die. My mom came into the room and told me to sit with my legs between my knees and just take deep breaths which I did. When I closed by eyes I would see weird patterns and thing’s that I thought were connected to my chilhood but looking back now, I had never seen in my life. Everything was quite in the room yet everything felt so loud. I could hear my heartbeating though it sounded like it was go about 60 times a minute. If I concentrated though, I could hear the real rate of my heartbeat, which was still beating very quickly. I thought at this point that it must have been laced with something like PCP because the reaction I was having was just so bad. Eventually, I went to the emergency room and the doctor there was kind and nice to me. I felt safe there because I felt as though if It was a heart attack, they could save me. Finally I went home and fell asleep.

The next morning I still felt pretty lightheaded and high. A lot of that day I remember now in a daze. It was just a day of relaxing and I felt so sorry about the whole incident that I was working and doing what every I could to make it up to my parents. The very next day I went to school and I wasn’t scared to tell my story at all.

A month later, while at home I thought that I would catch a buzz before my parents came home (it was 5:00 and they come home at 6:00). I got out another joint that we rolled the day of my last attack which also had nicotine and went outside and started to smoke it. I didn’t feel any real stress other then people smelling it outside. My plan was to only take about 3 hits and then just relax on the couch. I took about2 hits and was immediatly hit with this onslaught of high. I felt like I had just taken 10 hits instead of 2. Wow I thought, i’m a lot more high then I was planning on being. I put the rest of the joint away and put all my clothes away. I was alittle anxious that the high wouldn’t go away before my parents came home but not really thinking about having another panic attack. Sure enough though, it happened again. All at once I just felt like it was really escelating

I’ve had that type of experience before too, but uh…that happens sometimes when you do drugs! I mean, come on!!!