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TIFU by accidentally lacing myself with chloroform

So this happened a while ago, but I figured it was finally time to share. I smoke weed occasionally. Im not a huge drug user, just weed and I’ve done mushrooms a couple times. I used to smoke daily in the summer, but when school started and it got colder, I didn’t want to go outside cause it was cold and scary. But every time I smoked in the house I got caught no matter what I did, so one night I got creative.

I grabbed say 10 dryer sheets, a towel, and my bong, then locked myself in our tiny let’s say 5x5 windowless bathroom in the basement. I lined the towel with dryer sheets, rolled it up and got to work. I have a super low tolerance for drugs, and hate feeling out of control, back then I could smoke 2-3 bowls and I was good, nowadays one hits me hard. That night, I took my first hit, shoved the towel in my face and breathed in it for a while. After a while I remembered thinking “holy shit, this is strong,” but I took another bowl anyway.

I was down there for about an hour, on and off the phone with some friends, just chilling. When I went for my second toke, i smoked about half before suddenly feeling insanely sick. I shoved everything in the corner, ran upstairs, and had the worst trip of my life. My mind was racing, I was hallucinating (which is crazy because I have aphantasia and can’t visualize things). At one point, I saw a tiny rollercoaster of mice all holding cheese flying past my face. I was genuinely tweaking the fuck out, I remember being huddled over my trash can mumbling, “it’s only a bad trip if you say it’s a bad trip,” trying to keep myself together.

This went on for three hours, which made no sense for just a toke and a half. I eventually woke my mom up because I legit thought I was dying. She gave me water and crackers, and within 10 minutes, I was fine.

The next morning, I did some research because what the actual fuck was that? The weed was from a dispensary, and I’d smoked it before with no issues. Turns out, dryer sheets have some crazy chemicals like benzyl acetate, camphor, and chloroform. I don’t know which one did it, but I basically gassed myself trying to cover the smell of weed.

That was the last time I ever smoked it my house and to this day, the towel, my bong and the half smoked toke is still in the corner of the bathroom.

TL;DR my ass didn’t want to go outside to smoke so bad that I straight up started huffing dryer sheets. Fuck my life.

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