haze hybrids are my go to daytime smoke.
I guess everyone is different.
I guess everyone is different.
Unfortunately, with my latest attack, I've found that I've developed a sensitivity to pot that I haven't had before. Normally, I'd smoke about a gram a day, with no negative side effects. Now, I can't even take a hit without aggravating my anxiety in a horrible way. It's very frustrating!
It's like night and day. Has anyone ever experienced this sudden reversal of canna-relief? A month ago I could enjoy as much as I wanted, several times a day, and now I can't even have my night cap without pulling a whitey! WTF!!!
I think a lot of anxious and depressive behavior stems from our "dual identities". The conflict between who we think we are as individuals, and who we think we are supposed to be from a sociologic viewpoint. And the fact that sometimes, and maybe a lot of the times we don't often measure up to what we think, others think, a "good" or "successful" human should be. That being said...
LSD and psychedelics won't likely help....coke/crack for a few days until it breaks off helps but is illegal and dangerous...meth and other speed stimulants makes it worse after they wear off...X is just fuckin nasty ...fuck X ...Tegretol is best for bi polar for some but makes you as flat as a pancake emotionally...world blows up.,..you're okay...
4sure,well said man...alot of my stress and panic attacks are directly due to the path in life i have taken..i love growing and smoking weed, but the fact its illegal and that my entire life revolves around illegal shit...with the constant threat of jailtime and everything coming down, weighs alot on my head. especially seeing so many friends get busted and catch cases....
my most recent panic attacks were definately CAUSED by the smoking, each case was due to smoking too much BHO...mine are very minor, no where near what some people describe, but its a shitty feeling whatever it is..
i was recently reading the NORML website, and looking at all the med patients who are facing 5-10 years in prison for growing pot, most of whom have legit medical reasons, and it made me pretty depressed the other day.....FUCK THE GOVERNMENT. seriously, most of my stress is directly due to jack booted police thugs, and the state this country is heading in, where the feds will stomp all over our constitutional freedoms and imprison or kill those who dont comply....having police on every other corner in my city doesnt help my mental state either. city life in general just burns me out, i feel anxious, impatient, and angry most of the time when im running around the city.....i feel much more at peace when im up north in the woods at my outdoor spot..
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well said man...alot of my stress and panic attacks are directly due to the path in life i have taken..i love growing and smoking weed, but the fact its illegal and that my entire life revolves around illegal shit...with the constant threat of jailtime and everything coming down, weighs alot on my head. especially seeing so many friends get busted and catch cases....
my most recent panic attacks were definately CAUSED by the smoking, each case was due to smoking too much BHO...mine are very minor, no where near what some people describe, but its a shitty feeling whatever it is..
i was recently reading the NORML website, and looking at all the med patients who are facing 5-10 years in prison for growing pot, most of whom have legit medical reasons, and it made me pretty depressed the other day.....FUCK THE GOVERNMENT. seriously, most of my stress is directly due to jack booted police thugs, and the state this country is heading in, where the feds will stomp all over our constitutional freedoms and imprison or kill those who dont comply....having police on every other corner in my city doesnt help my mental state either. city life in general just burns me out, i feel anxious, impatient, and angry most of the time when im running around the city.....i feel much more at peace when im up north in the woods at my outdoor spot..
end rant..
When I get depressed I scratch my dog.
He's deaf, needs glasses and he ain't got no balls. He's truly fucked.
A good ass scratching makes him hum and he's happy as a dog can be.
His sheer delight in a good ass scratching cheers me up.
Not only that but it reminds me that at least I still have my balls, so it ain't as bad as he's got it.
Plus I don't have to shit outside when it's freezing.