r/unexpecteditcrowd

TLDR: So three nights ago I went through one of the WORSE trips I have ever had to the point I think I will never be the same. Like ever and wonder did I just get too high or was that something more?

Me (F29) and my husband (M27) decided why the hell not and get two high potency THC drinks while we were stranded in Kansas City as his truck was getting worked on. The potency was at 60mg. We didn't think too much of it we just thought we weren't gonna feel anything. I've smoked before and so has he. We thought it would be fine but I was HORRIBLY mistaken. I drank it well lack of better words we both practically chugged it and went about my night. It started with the hyper awareness of my skin?? Like I could feel my skin and I was like weirded out by that and then my heart rate like skyrocketed. I had this overwhelming feeling like "this is not normal" and "Im gonna die" my poor husband...all I could remember was him looking terrified and me begging for help because it felt like I couldn't breathe. I ripped off my chocker and began to scream and begged for help. Next thing I knew I was violently shaking, going in and out of consciousness, nothing felt real around me like as if I was a character in a TV show and was thinking this is how it ends. Not trying to be dramatic but I legit felt like I saw death in the face. I thought I was died a couple times. I remember bits and pieces of that night and it keep replaying in my head over and over. My husband's terrified face, my violently shaking in a cold shower, me feeling like my body wouldn't stop moving, me feeling like I was being possessed, me coming back to reality and asking my husband was he real, I was even afraid to go to sleep...this was not a normal high man. And I know, I should have drank that damn drink slowly or maybe started of with a low dose, I know that now but since that night I felt like I was never the same. I will sometimes feel like things aren't real and need something externally to ground me. I feel this overwhelming dread like......did I really die and come back. It maybe dramatic to say but I felt like a part of me died and was left in that hotel room. The night after I looked online and saw "THC poisoning", and "getting greened out" and read what others gone through and that where I ask: was this simply me being too high or was this like something WAY more sinsiter??