Do you guys have any funny in retrospect moments when weed made you panicky or paranoid? I have so far been spared the feeling mostly, except my first "edible" where the laughter and ridiculous nature of the situation drowned out the mild panic. I'm curious if you guys remember what it felt like, if so...
Not in about <breaks out calculator> 13 years. When I first started smoking again at 33, having quit smoking weed at age 18 (except for two concerts), I had some minor paranoia issues in early re-start. There was some damned a-hole who drove around for two weeks before Christmas blaring a police siren followed by 'ho ho ho Merry Christmas' in a Santa voice. This individual would do this every night until about 2 am.
We had just bought our house and were having our first Christmas in it, and no one warned us about this a-hole. I had just had my first very serious back spasm. As a results I got on this website called RIU, chatted up some kid and scored a quarter bag on top of a parking garage .. from a kid on a skateboard. I'd smoked a joint so skinny I'd laugh at it today, the first one in almost 10 years. I was blitzed when this person started their crap at around 11pm, I was convinced the the Santa Cop was coming for me and my quarter bag. It wasn't a fun night, but after about a year of daily smoking I quit having any paranoia beyond the usual Gen-X existential dread of late stage capitalism. Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you.
/Also my first grow was AK-47, a long term sativa diet broke my sativa receptors.
