I am writing here because I have been trying for the better part of five years to learn how to enjoy weed. The problem is that it's a game of russian roulette for me. I haven't smoked any in the last two months, because the last time, I had a really bad experience again. It does not seem to have anything to do with how much I smoke, and I am not afraid of dying when I have a bad reaction, as I am perfectly aware that the effects are temporary, albeit uncomfortable. I only had 2 tokes - in the most comfortable situation ever, in a great mood, and I had the worst reaction ever - other than one where I had a frigging seizure after smoking *one* toke (seriously. I wet myself and everything - never had a seizure before or since). Well, after the two tokes, I sauntered off to the washroom, thinking I was going to have a GREAT night because my boyfriend and I had gone to a casino and won a bunch of money. No worries. But - once I was in the washroom, it's like my brain 'popped'. The only way I can describe it is that I had full blown psychosis - with full depersonalization and everything. Of course, my heart was racing too fast. I went out and told my boyfriend "Sorry, I'm going to have a bad reaction. Maybe I'll feel better if I lay down". Away I went. I peaked so hard I couldn't talk. My bf came in to try to "talk me down", but I assured him (when I could speak) that I was okay. I knew I was just having a bad "reaction". I got really shaky, and decided a bath might help me reconnect with reality. Then, it got really bad. The tub wouldn't fill up. I sat there thinking:"You're just having a bit of a time warp. Sing a song in your head and you'll see, by the end it will start to fill". I swear, the level of water DIDN'T BUDGE. I sang another song in my head, talked to my bf for a while, NOTHING. I looked down and the water hadn't moved. But, I felt like I hadn't lost touch with my common sense, so I REALLY freaked. I must've been completely psychotic because I was convinced I was DEAD for a few minutes, and that I had somehow drowned in the tub or something - and that I was in pergatory!! SO, more of this lovely experience for the next THREE HOURS. My heart did not slow down even once. I lay in bed shaking and I began foaming at the mouth. Yay. more fun. I think maybe me having low blood pressure could be related, but I don't know. I hit the bad peaks & vallies for 3 hours, and for the next 2, I was able to calm down some because I noticed it was wearing off. As I said, once before, after just 1 toke of medical mj, I freaked out and got really lightheaded. I got out of the car I was in, walked down the driveway, went blind, and couldn't speak. My bf caught me just as I collapsed. He said I had a full blown seizure from what it looked like. As for me? I had a Near Death Experience. So - I've read about panic & stuff - but isn't this just over the top??? What the Hell???