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TIFU by taking an edible

EDIT: I found out they were 18mg each gummy

I fully said to myself before taking the gummy, “it can’t kill me”.

I’m very inexperienced when it comes to weed, I’ve gabbled with zoots a few times when I was younger and full of life, but never edibles because I’ve heard so many tragic stories.

Anyway I ordered some from a recommended source, next day delivery, awesome. I get home from work open the package and am pleasantly happy with the contents. 5 gummies and hot choco mix.

EDIT: I only had one gummy, one was good for a beginner apparently lol

My first mistake was I still lived at home with my parents who are very much anti drugs.

Second mistake was telling myself I’ll be fine on an empty stomach.

It’s about 5pm and I decide to have a gummy, I get in the bath, chill out and watch some YT.

Within half an hour I start feeling weird, I haven’t had much experience so I didn’t know what I was getting myself into.

10 minutes later, I’m like “fuck”

I’ve got dinner downstairs with the parents in an hour, I start panicking, my heart rate is racing, I can feel the blood pressure in my neck about to explode, the room is all over the place, I’m hot/cold, I’m staring into the abyss, every few seconds pressing my fingers to my neck to make sure I’m still alive, “did I take meth???” I honestly feel like I’m dying.

I still have dinner with my parents very soon

I’m now full panic mode, what happens if they know I’m high, do they already know, are they watching me right now as I hide in the bathroom

My brain is in overdrive so I decide I have to come up with a plan in order to be excused from the dinner table without any communication with them

My first thought was just get dressed and go for a walk, without telling them and wait for this high to end. I didn’t do that

It’s getting close, I’m on Google searching “how to get unhigh”, “stop high quick”, it just comes up with previous reddit posts of people fucking up eating edibles.

Am I touching my chest too much?? What happens if I move my foot weirdly, what happens if they speak to me.

I decide to turn the lights off in my room, omg the struggle of walking and then in the dark omfg.

It’s half 7, my mouth is dry af, I hear a shout coming from the stairs saying “dinners ready”, I let out a mighty “okay maybe later”

I had mentioned earlier I was very much looking forward to fajitas…

Luckily the response was “okay”

I’m now there, still pranging, forcing myself to sleep to get out of this 2 hour nightmare not knowing when it will end.

I pass out and sleep for 15 hours

5/10 experience, might or might not do it again

TL;DR

Had a gummy, thought I was dying, couldn’t face the parents at the dinner table, pure panic

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