okay if you saw the post made earlier on this sub then yk a girl tried a bit of thc-p and was continuously paranoid and not ok. i’d first like to say that this is not at all my boyfriends fault. He is really taking this out on himself for something he couldn’t control and i think some comments from the previous post where cruel and he did not deserve it. he took care of me well and his actions where not the cause of my paranoia.

i’ll start by saying i grew up in a house hold were i was raised to not treat alcohol as a negative thing and to have a good relationship with alc. i’ve had my phases where id get a little out of hand but i never had any hospital visits. now on the contrary- i was raised to believe any type of drug aside alcohol was gonna kill me or turn me into a homeless crack addict on the spot; meaning i’ve always been a bit scared with trying new things.

my boyfriend and i have been together for 2 years and i couldn’t picture it any other way. along the road that took us our relationship we had a lot of fights over him using drugs behind my back, but we put that in the past and he’s been sober for almost a year now and i am so proud of him. now, this is where this plays a part. he was raised to believe alcohol would kill him. so yeah- we’re polar opposites…

now that you know some info let me tell you what happened last night.

his very trusted friends that he’s known for a long time pulled up next to us and asked if we wanted some gummies. without a yes or a no, he throws it to my boyfriend and leaves (in a car). it was dark outside and it wasn’t my bf’s first time getting something from the guy and he’s never had a problem with that before; so we didn’t think anything of it. so, because i wanted to try something for my first time i thought why not. i took literally way less than 1/4, and we carried on with our night. now, because we where at my neighborhood staying at my parents house, i think that’s what really ticked it off. though i’m older and my parents aren’t on my case as much anymore- they will still be super angry and yell at me and i HATE yelling more than anything. so, i was just in the backyard on one of the neighbors trampolines when it hit and i started to (what i believe to be) hallucinate. when i remembered my parents where out front i began to panic and want to leave… but then my parents had asked me to drive them home and my dumbass said yes. i still had about 2 hours before they intended on me doing so, so i thought it would have worn off by then because my bf and i where still under the impression i was high off of a normal edible. well surprise surprise it wasn’t, and he had realized as i started to spiral and was obviously tripping dick. i felt like i was traveling in time and 3 hours became 6 so quick. i was stuck in a loop and even worse my parents didn’t want us to be at home alone due to them being scared of sex before marriage. it was an extremely hard night for me due to being so scared that was i was going against my families beliefs, not at home, and that i said yes to driving home. thankfully that wasn’t the case. apparently from my bf, my dad had picked us up and gave us a ride home, and apparently i acted completely fine in-front of my parents. my boyfriend said as if i just “immediately sobered up”. he took me to lay on a couch in a room barely used by my parents where i just lay in his arms and fell asleep for an hour, before he brought me to bed- and i passed tf our. my high (at night) lasted from what i remember to be 7:30ish to 10:18 (in which felt like 6 hours, and ontop of that i barely remember anything) then i slept and had an amazing night of sleep (oml so good) and woke up the next day knowing i’d have to drive all the way back to the city (20ish minutes away) to get to school. (dw my bf drove). i was for so reason kinda high again for about 4ish hours (10:45-2:30ish?) and from there on i’ve just been crashing full of fatigue and sooo tired.

my boyfriend did a lot of research and reached out for help today, and although i don’t remember much- i heard from many people that he took good care of me and i don’t doubt it. i am really grateful to my boyfriend who may not have been tripping but probably was traumatized by my experience , and for that i am so so sorry. i wont let this ruin my look on halloween, its still one of my forever favorites holidays. i just really wish we knew what was handed to us and that i made better decisions. than what i thought was ok. My parents never found out, so through all of our efforts im so glad i was not disowned and that in the end my parents which i was so worried about never found out- it was a huge weight lifted off my shoulders.

i’ve had a very rough last 24 hours and im just now feeling sober again. id appreciate some feedback on how i can go about this better in the future and would be greatful if you’d keep going if youre just gonna say something bitchy or snarky, i get what we did was immature and i understand if everyone finds this dumb but i am not mentally okay enough to sit here through a bunch of randos online telling me that im a fuck up. Thanks for listening.