I feel you brehs. From late 2017 to early 2019, I would have severe panic attacks from weed. The first time it happened, I literally thought I was gonna die, and in a way, I did (ego death). I have learned to manage it better now.
1. I monitor my dosage and pace myself a lot more.
2. I figured out how to transmute that intense fear into love. I have found that weed opens up parts of the mind that access the true nature of reality. It breaks down the compartments in the mind that otherwise prevent you from seeing the connectedness/wholeness of all things in existence and the connectedness/wholeness of all consciousness. That is some scary shyt, when you consider all of the pain and suffering that exists in this reality, and knowing that you are no different than a person getting murdered or an animal being tortured. When I get to that point in my highness, I step back and realize that:
a) the universe is balance, and I should focus on the pleasures that exist in the collective consciousness, and
b) the only thing that exists in the physical/material world is the “now”, and fear is future based, and trauma is past based. Living in the now, and focusing on the now helps me to not lose my shyt, and to actually enjoy the high.
3. If I get too high, I can dim my brain a little with alcohol, or ground myself with sex (it helps to have a gf, but I think masturbation would have the same effect.). I think, because sex focuses your energy into the root chakra, it literally grounds you. Alcohol is known to lower your vibration/frequency, so if shyt is getting too real in the mind, it can tone that shyt down. It’s not the healthiest solution, but it’s something.
) and i loved the buzz but then i tried it again a week or 2 later and absolutely hated the paranoia .
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